*Shower noises, water hitting ground*
James Bond: So much going on, it's been quite a rough start. I really should have just told M I wanted to stay in retirement... I'm getting too old for this shit.
*Turns off the shower head*
*Puts towel on*
And suddenly I hear a noise coming from the bedroom, as I always keep a small pistol in all compartments of the sweet I grabbed one from the bathroom cabinets, as you could never be too cautious.
James Bond: Alright now, who goes there?
Penelope was laying on my bed, I didn't know what to think of it - if I had to be honest though, I had been expecting it since we first met.
Penelope: Mister Bond... Good evening.
James Bond: What brings you around here then?
Penelope looked down at the bed and smiled.
Penelope: Work.
James Bond: Right. Well, I have alot of it myself in the morning so if this meeting had run its course I should probably get some sleep in...
Penelope: Oh is the "great" Bond playing hard to get?
James Bond: No but-
Suddenly a masked man jumped out of the wardrobe holding a katana, launching himself towards me.
Masked Man: JAMESU BONDORUU, BANZAIII HAYAAAA!
The asiatic toungued man slashed towards Bond, but Bond ducking and holding up his pistol shot the man in the shoulder, not killing him but knocking him out of his senses on the floor.
James Bond: Great! More surprises I should know of tonight?! Ugh.
Penelope didn't look startled, she jumped off the bed and in quick succession headed for the door.
Penelope: Umm, you're right it's getting late I should go...
She hurried to leave the Hotel, as if something had not gone the way she planned, I had quickly gotten dressed to follow where she was headed... Hopefully the injured Japanese Samurai in my room wouldn't get noticed by anyone till' I got back.
Arriving at a Mansion, Penelope parked her car inside and ringed the door bell three times, now I knew I had to get in and see what was going on myself. A man let her in, and from there I had to find a way in.
Bond: Hmm, I guess I'll have to climb up the first floors balcony and go from there.
As I climbed upwards, an open window with a clear image showed what was Penelope speaking face to face with the Schalke 04 Chairman, and next to him a Saudi Arabian man with a turban on his head.
Penelope: We missed the hit. I tried to keep him distracted, but he managed to remain unscathed.
Chairman: It's fine, you've done a fine job... The Season is long, we'll find other ways to take care of this "Secret Agent"...
And then it hit me... We had a double agent in the corporation, a liability that had to be taken care of... Penelope.
