To: M/code name Metropolis Man
From: Peregrine Pickle
Subject: My final report
Well, boss, my summer of love is finished. I think I did quite well, and would have done even better if not for the handler you gave me - some idiot named Schipperke - who apparently doesn't know that K comes before L in the alphabet (duh)! I had no travel problems, as the people at SimAir were all in love with me. Oh yeah, my final score is 116 romantic interests at the end of the day.
I hope you have no plans to send me on any other assignments right away. I am owed leave, and I plan to go undercover for a while, if you know what I mean (nudge, nudge, wink, wink).
