Leon was never a good card player and you took advantage of that. You played for desire, and when Leon lost, you took out of the bag a rather open police suit designed for role-playing games. He grumbled, denied, looked at you with puppy dog ​​eyes, but you sent him to change clothes. And so he comes out to you, it’s clear that the suit is a little small for him and, judging by the bulge in the suit’s underpants, he’s rubbing the most necessary places. "Uh...I won't play cards with you anymore." he whispered.