"Whaddya mean, he's 'out of my league'?" Leon demanded of Viv, who was filing her nails and generally looking very pleased with herself.
"Just that – he's out of your league. You're just one of his minions." Viv replied, glancing sideways at him.
Leon did the only thing possible at that moment. He stuck his fingers in his ears and sang.
"La la-la la-la I'm not listening."
Viv rolled her eyes and ceased her filing to look at Leon sceptically.
"Look, I'll cut you a deal." she interrupted, loud enough to be heard over his tuneless singing.
"I'm listening." was the automatic reply, as Leon removed his fingers from his ears and looked sharply at her.
"I thought you weren't." Viv raised an eyebrow.
"I won't be for much longer." Leon replied, using every ounce of wit he possessed. Viv stared in disbelief at him for a second or two, then drew a pair of dice from her pocket.
"Anyway, if you can score a 1 on these two dice, I'll try and persuade Nicolae to see you, okay?" she asked lazily.
Leon nodded eagerly, and took the dice. Viv shook her head and sauntered off, laughing to herself at Leon's gullibility.
24 hours and a few million dice rolls later
Leon, looking tired, unshaven and generally a mess, stopped his dice rolling and thought for a moment.
"Hang on …"