the order of the dragon: network.

Please report to the London office immediately.

Please report to the Moscow office immediately.

Please report to Trondheim immediately. Bring a swimsuit.

Please report to the Los Angeles office immediately.

Anybody else have a foreign parent? Like, from another country, speaks another language. Because I would like to start the My-Mom-Called-And-Refused-To-Let-Me-English-At-Her support group.

Anybody? Bueller?

Seriously, Russian is such an angry language. People think you're so mad. YA ZNAYOO. DA, MAMOCHKA, YA ZNAYOO. It sounds like you're angry and sick. YA ZNAYOO, oh, okay, let me get you a frigging kleenex. I don't want New York City to think I'm more of a dick than I am. But thanks, Mamochka.

> cc threw what i thought was lemonade on her doorman
> was not lemonade
> when we move we should call a mental hospital
> but only when we move
> so we can enjoy this up until we move

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Good morning, Agents 318 and 319! (Wow, it's like you're twins.)

I have just completed my most recent mission, which consisted of delivering a message in Taiwan to a man with a Chinese alligator, who then tried to give me said Chinese alligator. Boring missions are boring, but they are less boring when people try to give you miniature maneaters.

A new mission round should be out this evening when it's convenient for Trondheim, but I was thinking in the interim you two might like to do something fun. (Yes, Violet. Even you.)

Lunch? Or maybe a film. Either way, I know a great place in Astoria. Just down the street from my residence.

Right. I can't take it anymore. Whoever is clicking that pen on floor 19 in the New York branch HQ, I will find you and I am going to put that pen where the sun doesn't shine. I dare you to keep it up.