'It needs to be a two-pronged attack, at least,' said Mr Blue.
'Yeah the White Heart will easily repel a single direct assault,' concurred Mr Pink, lowering both his voice and his head over the glass-stacked coneference table. It was vital they were not overheard. They were in hostile territory. 'This is the Forward Operating Point, who's our insurgent?' asked Black.
'Over by the Specials' Menu.'
Blonde saluted his comrades and marched towards the busty blonde breach. 'Contact.'
Blonde: 'Can we get you a drink, sweet'eart?'
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