"In my parents' house, it's Connery. Every other one was a wimp. Just ask my dad." For once, she referred to her father by something other than the Colonel.
She settled into the easy chair nearest Tech's spot on the sofa. She would have sat down next to him, but she want him to stretch out on it and actually nap at some point. The cookies were in easy reach. Milk surprised her but only because she didn't drink much of it since she discovered her one, true love.
"Mom oohs and ahhs over the Bond actors and suggests that Dad invite them to spend time with real agents, but he just glares."
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