Mallory: I only have one question. Why not stay dead?…..
There’s no shame in saying you lost a step. The only shame would be not admitting it until it’s too late.
Bond: Hire me or fire me. It’s entirely up to you.
Fifty-two stories high, city noises fade and vistas expand. Chicago, June 1967.
Photograph by James L. Stanfield, National Geographic
The glasses James wears aren’t just for his vision—they have cyanide in the temples. If he is ever captured, all he need to do is innocently chew on his glasses.
Hello James Can We RP? My Name Is Rebecca…AKA Agent 0010…I Work For MI6 :)
Sure thing, love.
I sent you a starter..Did you get it?