Discreet

"Report" Leo spoke, aware his voice could be heard by his team mates. he played with the ice in the empty glass moving it around as it made a clinking sound hitting the glass. The dancing lights above him hit the glass making it shine in different rainbow colors. Leo watched over the dance floor from above, standing by the railing in the VIP are of the local club they were in. Disguise is merrily a way of disguising one self.  The problem with disguise for Leo was, he stood a foreigner among Koreans, whose facial features differed from his Canadian self. so he interacted with none, dressed in a grey suit, loosened tie, top buttons of the shirt open as if he was extremely exhausted by making millions in a day. His black hair falling from the gel in a handsome mess. Pair of golden rimmed glasses sat atop his nose bridge hiding fraction of his eyes.