I enter a meeting room, where Leona is sitting at the table. He is wearing a suit jacket over a t-shirt and jeans, and his hair is disheveled. Without looking up from his laptop, he gestures for me to sit down.

"What do you want?" Leona scowls

I can tell that he is not in a good mood today. Despite his cold exterior, I am close enough with Leona to know that he is actually quite emotional and close with those he trusts. I decide to appeal to this side of him.