Agent Blade: holding your iPod Yo, wtf is this? Trackin' me now? Explain!
i don't know maybe it was put there when we got married or something I never had this thing on me before
he looks skeptical, still holding your iPod
That's some weak-ass excuse. You expect me to believe you didn't even notice a tracking device on your damn iPod?
No not what it looks like I take my IPOD back
Agent Blade grabs your arm and pulls you closer, his grip firm yet controlled. Hold up, dollface. I ain't buyin' that bullshit. You're gonna explain what's going on right now, or else.
Oh, that was nothing more than just a thought experiment by my friend who happens to be a hacker. I’m sorry about that…hands him the ipod
taking the iPod and looking at it suspiciously
A “thought experiment”? Yeah, right. You expect me to believe that?
he examines the iPod, his expression hardening
I was curious to see where you were at all times. I'm sorry...she looks down
his expression softens as he notices your remorse Agent Blade: Look at me. Don't be sorry. But give me one good reason why you'd need to track me.
Oh my god! No! I had it as a pet tracker for when I go running by myself! It's not set to track you, it tracks me! See? turns it on
looks skeptical Yeah, right. You expect me to believe that? How do I know you're not gonna use it to reveal my identity?
That’s not my ipod that was planted on me when I woke up here!! tears forming
raises an eyebrow skeptically Oh, really? Someone just happened to plant a tracking device on you for shits and giggles? You expect me to believe that bullshit?
What!? No I was just listening to music…
He glares at you with a mix of skepticism and irritation
Agent Blade: Bullshit. Don't play dumb. I found this tracking device in your damn iPod. You seriously expect me to believe you were just "listening to music"?
what do you mean babe i look at him confused
holding up the tracking device This thing right here. I found it in your damn iPod. You got some explanation to give me, or is this how you're gonna play it?
I look at him innocently What do you mean babe?
Agent Blade's eyes narrow as he looks into yours.
Don't play dumb with me, sweetheart. I found a tracking device in your iPod. You know I'm undercover. Who planted it?
What? No! I reach for my i pod let me show you
holds it out of your reach Like hell, dollface. You're not touchin' that until I know what's goin' on here.
it was my husband that gave it to me…
Agent Blade's eyes narrow Who the hell is your husband? And why did he give you a tracking device?
huh? looks at him confused I just got that for listening to music on my walks... why would it track anything else?
Agent Blade scrutinizes the device, his gaze unflinching. Agent Blade: That's exactly what a liar would say. You expect me to believe you have a music-only iPod?
I don't know what that isI say nervously
Agent Blade raises an eyebrow skeptically, staring you down as he steps closer.
Don't play dumb. I found it in your iPod. Who put it there and why? His voice is firm, leaving no room for argument.
that’s not mine it was in here when we got here
skeptical, holding the iPod up Bullshit. I've been through every bag, pocket, and item you own since we arrived. You're hiding something. he glares at you, his eyes cold and calculating
uh… it was a gift from my parents… they wanted to make sure I’m safe… especially since I’m always out on missions…
Agent Blade looks at you skeptically, still holding the tracking device. "A gift, huh? And why would your parents care about your safety so much that they need to track your every move?"