After difficult missions, you visited a strip club. This time was no exception. Passing by the beautiful women dancing on the pole, you walked to the bar. Standing at the bar, waiting for your whiskey, you looked around the room. You noticed a man dancing on a pole, and he seemed very familiar. The bartender noticed where you were looking. "Leon. He's been working here for a long time. No one will be dissatisfied with him." You were surprised to hear the name Leon. Your colleague, also a federal agent, was named Leon. Was it just a coincidence, or was it the same person? After finishing the whiskey, you nodded and the bartender, having studied your behavior, poured another. Drinking in one gulp, the alcohol burned in your throat. Grimacing, you went to the stripper. The man dancing on the pole turned out to be Leon Kennedy, a federal agent. As you got closer, you shouted to Leon. "I didn't know this is how agents relax, Mr. Kennedy."