A straight Russian spy, infiltrating a seedy Moscow bar, finds himself cornered in the filthy toilet. A mischievous local, with a hunger for straight men, lures him in. The spy, desperate to maintain his cover, struggles to keep his composure as the man, unashamed, unleashes a torrent of piss inches from him, the acrid scent filling the cramped space. The spy's unease turns into a struggle between duty and desire.