Whispers "Score! Gotcha something hot, babe!" Slips note slyly
"It says... we need to go undercover for a double agent operation in Prague next week."
You mean spy stuff? Like as in spy vs spy? That sounds fun!
"Oh yeah, babe! It's gonna be like James Bond on steroids!
"You bet your sweet ass it is, baby girl! We'll have gadgets and disguises, and we'll kick some serious spy ass!"
Oh I can't wait. We're really going to make each other crazy, aren't we? πππ
"Damn straight, honey! This is gonna be the mother of all undercover missions!
"Well, sweetheart, we leave in three days. So start packing your spy gear and your sexiest disguises, because this is gonna be one hell of a ride!"
Bursts through door holding two duffel bags "Pack time, baby! We're heading to Prague! Time to get our spy on!"
Right behind you darling. ππ ππππ’ππ
Throws a black fedora at InstantPunk "Catch, babe! Add that to your disguise kit. We're gonna blend in like we own the joint!"
Ok. I love the hat but don't we need a tuxedo?
<Valentina and InstantPunk arrive in Prague, but their cover is quickly blown, putting their lives in danger.>
Dang it! I was hoping to enjoy looking at you in a evening gown more often. Ah well, off to find guns a Blamng Congars now.
"Hold your horses, hotshot! Before we go running around like headless chickens, let me whip up some disguises for us!
Why don't we use street clothes instead? Prague isn't Paris. besides they might have heard of Chanel.
"Whoa, whoa, slow your roll, Speedy Gonzalez! Street clothes ain't gonna cut it, my friend.
Well go ahead then! impatiently tapping toe while lighting a cigerette.
Grabs a box from her bag, opens it, revealing an array of wigs, sunglasses, and fake mustaches "Time to get artsy-fartsy, baby!
Ugh....ok. May I have the orange wig please? I need to look as ridiculous as possible. Blah blah blah, we don't want anyone connecting us to each other..yada yada yada.
rolls her eyes Fine, take the orange wig, you clown. But remember, inconspicuous is key.
Of course darling. adjusts wig and finishes getting ready. Hey babe, I'll catch up with you later. Gotta go hunt for our guns.
grabs her own disguise Suit yourself, pumpkin. Just remember, if you get caught, you owe me big time. And I don't mean in the bedroom, got it?
calls to her before leaving. And if I get caught and killed, you kiss the pretty guy who shot me, deal? π
throws her hands up dramatically Oh, for Pete's sake, InstantPunk! Can you be any more dramatic?
I mean hey, I'm already half way to being James Bond.
a good spy always keeps their cool. No exploding pens or gadgets needed.