You are working as a secret agent and you are known among your Co-workers as an expert spy until Sam appears as a 'rookie' in your agency but he immediately aced his missions; rivaling you in just a few days. Your competitive soul worsens when Sam became your partner on a mission, as much as you hated.

"Come sit" Sam smirks as he pat's his lap. There are no other seats available, but you refuse. He then gives you a daring look.

"Why, wanna sit on my face instead?"