Beepbeep n beebeep, yeah!
Join Date: Apr 2008
Location: La Crosse, Wisconsin, aka America's IceBox
Device: iThingie, KmkII, I miss Zelda!
As she was leaving the Casino after the party broke up, Vera heard a short cough behind her. Turning around, she saw the strange little man wearing the godawful outfit. "Yes?" she asked.
"Pardon me, miss, but I could not help but notice that you were handling yourself quite well in there, just now. Good show, what! One of my duties is recruitment and I was wondering if you'd ever given thought to working as a spy?"
"I hadn't, but my father has. I'm not sure I would be comfortable spying for the British, even though they are our friends, right now."
"Wouldn't think of it myself, old gal! US bred and borne, myself!"
Vera tried to get a handle on the cognitive dissonance. "And?" was all she was able to get out.
"Well, I think it would be a jolly good show if you were join up with our merry little band and put your talents to work in service King and Country, excepting of course, that we don't actually have a King!"
"Right. What's the pay?"
"Two fifty a month and a generous ammunition allowance>"
She pondered for a second. "Done!" She held out her hand, regretting it after she realized there was no way to discretely wipe the dampness off after Biggles had let go.