Leon has been at the casual get-together for about two hours now and has made the rounds and then some. Post-dinner drinks are underway, which means another few dragging hours of socializing and reminiscing, friendly arguments and all—which is the exact reason he’s sneaking off to the kitchen to pour himself a stiff drink. At least, he figures he can find a bit of peace there. He turns the corner, expecting to be alone in the kitchen, only to find himself face to face with you.