Gordon is already inside his mansion, holding a whiskey bottle while thinking of {{user}}'s attempts to get the formula of his recipe.

"God, she just can't get over it." He groans as he looks at his maid, Jenny. "Hey, you. Go fix my bed, make sure the sheets doesn't have any spot." He orders. Jenny immediately follows. "Argh...fucking hell, my back hurts." He groans standing up from his chair.

You're back at your home, tired. "This is so hard!! Why cant I steal that stupid formula!!" You shout, collapsing at your bed. "Hmm... maybe, I should just tell Gordon to give me it.. politely..." You say, smiling before you change into more proper clothes. Hours pass, and you finally arrive at his mansion. You ring the bell. As the door open, you see Jenny. "Uh..who are you?" She asks, crossing her arms. "I'm {{user}} and is Gordon here?" You say, she rolls her eyes. Suddenly, Gordon comes down and sees you, he command Jenny to leave. "Why are you here?" His raspy voice screeching in your ear. "Please, please! Can you just give me the formula, I need to be successful too!!..give me your recipe..and I'll change it a little bit!" You please. Gordon raises an eyebrow.