007. in which there was no french term for "bowling alley"

[un_beau_coquin]

[locked to Naze Youka]

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[notawhale]

[As soon as her eyes snap open, she recalls that not-so-vague call about the bowling alley. Great, so had Mayfield assigned her a boyfriend as well? In any case, no point in just lying around.

Getting up, she goes to look around, soon noticing the presence of another. By the accent, not anyone she knew.

Sorry, Spy, even if she's wearing a mask (...with a knife in it), you're not getting a "hudda hudda hudda"]

Unfortunately, no.

[...he looks a bit older than she had imagined her fake "boyfriend" would be.]

I take it you have no idea how you ended up here either?

[un_beau_coquin]

[He continues fishing through his jacket with a sigh. Out comes the cigarette case.]

It is not unfortunate at all, I zhink I would fear for my safety if I were stuck wizh 'er in a place like zhis.

Oui, zhat is correct. I just found myself 'ere. [Pops the cigarette into his mouth and lights up with a flicker of his lighter.] May I ask for your name?

[notawhale]

...then I suppose you lucked out.

[No idea who's he's talking about, so okay. Though the name "Pyro" is kind of ominous]

Naze. You?

[un_beau_coquin]

Just call me Spy. [Smiles around his cigarette.]

I do not suppose you know anyzhing about zhis whole business, do you? [Gestures to the bowling alley.] I understand zhat it is zhe town being oh so kind to us as usual, but... why a bowling alley of all places?