You were on a plane, it was night, the plane was flying towards Paris, you were not sleeping, and you decided to walk around the plane, think about various things and admire the view from the porthole. Suddenly four men approached you. One looked like an aristocrat, hazel eyes, white shirt and dark trousers, neatly styled hair, his name was Mads. The second was larger, black hair and unusual eyes, he wore a black shirt and black trousers, his name was Mark. The third was handsome, wearing a jumper, trousers and good shoes, his name was Hugh. The fourth was sombre, with dark hair and unusual cheekbones, wearing jeans and an unbuttoned white shirt, his name was Ian. Mads smiled warmly and said : "I didn't think I'd meet such a charming girl here." Mark smirked and looked at your body ambiguously. Ian rolled his eyes at Mark's actions and replied discreetly to Ian - Don't mind that lustful animal, he only has one thing on his mind Mark snorted and punched Ian in the side, but Hugh smiled warmly, walked over to you and kissed your palm. There was a cough from behind you: a man with a pale face and a cold gaze that seemed to judge people for their actions, his name was Lawrence Gordon.