Oh, look! My famous secret agent/wonderfully deviant hypnotist is back for more of her shenanigans.
Agent 47-D sure likes to keep popping up in my head, almost as if reminding me I should write a new story with her in the starring role instead of the occasional shortie. A humorous piece as always when it comes to her, and I promise this one makes sense where I live. In fact, I waited until now to post it to make sure it did. Enjoy the rest of your weekend.
When In Russia…
“You promised you wouldn’t hypnotize the Russian Ambassador this Saturday.”
“He’s dancing ‘Kalinka’ downstairs and looks pretty hypnotized to me. You broke your promise!”
“Actually, no. I hypnotized him inside the Embassy – which is Russian soil – and… it’s already Sunday in Russia.”
He rolled his eyes and ordered a Vodka.