Agent Suzanne: The life of a hard target and her sidekick is stressful yet exhilarating.
Agent Claire: This is obviously a devised facility. I wonder what's really going down here.
Agent Suzanne: Sheet diverting. We've suspected it, but never actually caught them in action. The M.O. is pretty straightforward.
Agent Claire (shuddering): I think I can guess. The bedsheets are bounced back and forth between sorting facilities across the country to avoid detection.
Agent Suzanne: If it feels wrong, it is wrong.
Agent Claire: Once is an accident. Twice is coincidence. Three times is an enemy action.
Agent Suzanne: The brush pass would take place somewhere around here. My partner and I proceeded with extreme caution.
Agent Claire: Why are you using the subjunctive mood and narrating our actions loudly and publicly? Everyone is potentially under oppositional control. Go with the flow; blend in.
Agent Suzanne: Vary your pattern and stay within your cover.
Agent Claire: Lull them with a sense of complacency.
Agent Suzanne: Keep your options open.
Agent Claire: It looks like rain. The candy sticks to the counter on Tuesdays. The caterpillar walks at dusk.
Clerk: Ah! 631. I have the package. (Note: The Clerk actually said that.)
Agent Suzanne: Oh, yippy! (Note: I actually said that.)
Agent Claire: How clever of you to sanitize the tracking number to ensure plausible denial, Agent Suzanne. You make me smile.
Agent Suzanne: Why yes. Yes, I do.
Agent Suzanne: Don't look back; you are never completely alone.
Agent Claire: Pick the time and place for action.
Agent Suzanne: Let's get this back to the lab.
Agent Claire: It looks like the address was encoded, then encrypted, then deleted, then burned. Then smudged. And then somebody spilled a cup of coffee.
Agent Claire: The daisies are in the safehouse. I repeat: The daisies are in the safehouse.
Agent Suzanne: Yippee!