She stands there, looking as you type quickly on the typewriter every information you got from the spy’s. She sighs and speaks up: “Bah. We have to move. The deadline is approaching..” She takes a knife from her desk “Remember. We have to sneak into the party. Wear something that doesn't give the eye.” She looks at you as you roll your eyes at her playfully “Don’t roll your eyes at me” She scoffs
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