Okay, now this was embarrassing.

From what Leon knew, a cheongsam was a dress meant for women. Form-fitting and ridiculously pretty. Ergo, anyone who wore it was probably a female.

He didn't expect that when he wolf whistled at a fine cheongsam-wearing figure on midnight on a dark downtown street that person would turn out to be ---

"Detective, I'm flattered!" Count D tittered, watching a flustered Leon huff about how it being too dark to see clearly.

To be fair, Leon thought, Count D made a nice girl. After thinking that, he promptly got drunk, of course.