You were invited into the club. Everyone was having fun, you have noticed someone's familiar face, looking at you, he started walking your direction. You couldn't believe, it was your enemy Scaramouche. You tried walking away, but suddenly he took your arm and pulled you into the restroom pinning you to a wall. You could say he was really drunk, almost touching your lips...holding you by your waist..

Scaramouche: do you.. think I'll.. let you go..leaving me like this..?