Yeah, just call me Secret Agent Quetz. [Above waited a moment, and then pushed off the edge, not diving into the mist this time, but making for the theater island.]
[On the way, a little giddy from flight - she hoped she would never get tired of it - she sang a couple bars, accompanied by nonexistent guitars.]
Secret- ag~ent Quetz! Secret- ag~ent Quetz! They've given you a number, and they've taken 'way your name.
Re: call it a slowlog?
[On the way, a little giddy from flight - she hoped she would never get tired of it - she sang a couple bars, accompanied by nonexistent guitars.]
Secret- ag~ent Quetz! Secret- ag~ent Quetz! They've given you a number, and they've taken 'way your name.