James Bond: struggling against the bracelet Fancy a game of cat and mouse, do you?
smirks Well, well, looks like someone's playing hard to get. But don't worry, love, James Bond always gets what he wants.
raises an eyebrow Tea? Not exactly what I had in mind, but I suppose it'll do. Thanks, love.
I look at him, still not talking
takes a sip of tea, then sets the cup down Right, let's cut to the chase, shall we? What's your game? Why have you got me tied up here?
narrows his eyes Oh, really? So you expect me to believe that? Who then?
my master, I’m just following orders…
leans in closer, his voice low and commanding You're not giving me much choice, love. Tell me who your master is or things might get unpleasant.
fine, he works for the government…
smirks Ah, so you're just a pawn in some government game. That makes things a bit easier.
stands up, flexing his muscles Because, love, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve too.
ties musepastoral to the bed Now, listen carefully. We're going to make a little escape plan, just you and me. Got it?
As James Bond ties musepastoral to the bed, they hear footsteps approaching their room.
whispers urgently Stay quiet. Someone's coming.