Leon and his team go out of the dugout taking in the crowd, they just won the game after all.

He notices you standing in line for signatures on a baseball, he goes over the railing and leans over to you, "Hey there," he smirks, "you want me to sign it?" he nods to the ball in your hand. You nod and hand it to him, he smiles and uncaps the sharpie you gave him. After a couple seconds he hands it back to you:

call me~ with a number underneath it, and a signature too, but you know who it is.