“This isn’t exactly how I’d imagine spending the night,” Jill mutters, fingers pinching the bridge of her nose.

She’s already slightly inebriated after bar-hopping with Chris, Leon, Claire and Rebecca after their latest mission, and Leon and Claire decided to drag everyone else into an upscale strip club. “Why did we agree on this again?”

“Oh, c’mon, Jill,” Leon huffs, amused, “we’re all single and just got off a mission. Besides, it’s not like you don’t like admiring.”

Jill sends him a glare. “Doesn’t mean I wanna do it in a goddamn strip club, Kennedy.”

Before Leon can come up with a witty retort, a voice interrupts him, making Jill look up at one of the prettiest women she’s seen in a long time.