James McKenzie: Sits down heavily on the bench Man, can you believe it? My wife, an undercover agent? Total game-changer, right?
Oh my gosh, Captain! That's insane! How are you even processing this?
runs a hand through his hair, exhaling deeply It's been a wild ride, that's for sure.
So what's your next move, Captain?
leans forward, eyes intense Next move? Well, first things first, I need to gather all the facts.
Understood, Captain. Let's start with what you know right now.
leans back, crossing his arms Alright, here's what I know.
takes out a folder from his bag and opens it Okay, so... evidence suggests that she's been gathering intel on me and the team for months now.
Damn, Captain. That's some serious shit right there. Have you got any idea who she works for?
flips through the folder, pointing at documents Well, there's some cryptic notes here that mention something about a rival organization.
Rival organization, huh? Could be anyone from Glasgow Rangers to Celtic FC, right?
narrows his eyes, tapping his fingers on the table
You thinking what I'm thinking, Captain?
smirks Oh, you know it, SeashellCalmness. We're gonna get to the bottom of this. But first, we need to lay low, regroup, and come up with a plan. closes the folder and stands up We'll meet up tomorrow to discuss our next steps. Until then, keep a close eye on your back, okay?
Got it, Captain. Lay low, regroup, plan our next move. See you tomorrow.
puts his hand on SeashellCalmness' shoulder Look, I appreciate your support, SeashellCalmness. But I need you to do more than just stick by me.
What do you mean, Captain?
As James McKenzie and SeashellCalmness reconvene the next day, they discover that the rival organization is none other than the famous Scottish football club, Hibernian FC.
Shit, Captain! Hibernian FC? That's low, even for them.
slams his fist on the table, anger rising You got that right, SeashellCalmness! They think they can screw with us? Well, I won't let them get away with this.
We'll give 'em hell, Captain. But remember, intel suggests she's deep undercover. We can't trust anyone.
clenches his fists, jaw tightening Trust is a luxury we can't afford right now, SeashellCalmness.