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How to Totally Be a Spy, For Real (We Mean It) [Friday, Period 1]
On the classroom door this week, students would find a hastily scrawled note informing them to "go to that weird trippy mind-fuck place." Hopefully they could translate that successfully into the Danger Shop, because that's where Pam and Cheryl were.
One of them had apparently decided to dress up in costume this week -- unless Pam had secretly taken religious orders and not told any of you -- which, what religious group would take Pam, anyway? -- while the other ... was wearing exactly what she wore all the time.
"Numbnuts, I told you to wear black," Pam snapped.
Please note that the two of them lived together, and had walked to class together this morning, and that Pam was just now deciding to bring this up. Or possibly just now noticing.
"Black makes me look like I have gangrene," Cheryl told Pam, shrugging. Also, no, it didn't, because that was not a thing anyone complained about, ever. "Besides, I thought you were like, being metaphorical. You know, wear black, like...as my soul's color, and I always do that."
What?
"Anyway," she said, waving a hand and turning to the class, "this week we're talking about the art of dressing like a spy. Specifically in black. There's this guy we know who has like, fifty thousand black turtlenecks and will argue that he invented them, and -- I mean, he's wrong about most of that, but wearing black as a spy is like, mandatory."
"To be a spy you gotta dress like a spy," Pam said. "That means blending in, or standing out, or whatever the hell you need in this situation. But mostly it means wearing black."
Seriously. Ask Archer.
"You gotta know your different shades of black, too," Pam added. "Like there's black, and then darker black, and then kind of a really faint black? And then there's black-black, like the really really dark stuff. That's what you want on tactical turtlenecks if you're out in the field."
According to noted Field Expert Pam.
"I," Cheryl said helpfully, "usually opt for faint black. Like almost navy blue. Because of the gangrene thing I mentioned. I look hot in navy blue."
"But most people look really hot in black," Pam added enthusiastically. "And being a spy means being hot and getting laid a lot. But that's another class."
"So, there are clothes here," Pam gestured. This was why you guys were in the Danger Shop: because Pam and Cheryl didn't bother to actually go get real clothes for the assignment. Effort. "Go find something to wear that doesn't make you look like shit. Make sure you can run and stab people in it, and that you'd blend in well in a crowd. And it's gotta be black."
And then Pam and Cheryl would make fun of your fashion choices. That was a given, right?
One of them had apparently decided to dress up in costume this week -- unless Pam had secretly taken religious orders and not told any of you -- which, what religious group would take Pam, anyway? -- while the other ... was wearing exactly what she wore all the time.
"Numbnuts, I told you to wear black," Pam snapped.
Please note that the two of them lived together, and had walked to class together this morning, and that Pam was just now deciding to bring this up. Or possibly just now noticing.
"Black makes me look like I have gangrene," Cheryl told Pam, shrugging. Also, no, it didn't, because that was not a thing anyone complained about, ever. "Besides, I thought you were like, being metaphorical. You know, wear black, like...as my soul's color, and I always do that."
What?
"Anyway," she said, waving a hand and turning to the class, "this week we're talking about the art of dressing like a spy. Specifically in black. There's this guy we know who has like, fifty thousand black turtlenecks and will argue that he invented them, and -- I mean, he's wrong about most of that, but wearing black as a spy is like, mandatory."
"To be a spy you gotta dress like a spy," Pam said. "That means blending in, or standing out, or whatever the hell you need in this situation. But mostly it means wearing black."
Seriously. Ask Archer.
"You gotta know your different shades of black, too," Pam added. "Like there's black, and then darker black, and then kind of a really faint black? And then there's black-black, like the really really dark stuff. That's what you want on tactical turtlenecks if you're out in the field."
According to noted Field Expert Pam.
"I," Cheryl said helpfully, "usually opt for faint black. Like almost navy blue. Because of the gangrene thing I mentioned. I look hot in navy blue."
"But most people look really hot in black," Pam added enthusiastically. "And being a spy means being hot and getting laid a lot. But that's another class."
"So, there are clothes here," Pam gestured. This was why you guys were in the Danger Shop: because Pam and Cheryl didn't bother to actually go get real clothes for the assignment. Effort. "Go find something to wear that doesn't make you look like shit. Make sure you can run and stab people in it, and that you'd blend in well in a crowd. And it's gotta be black."
And then Pam and Cheryl would make fun of your fashion choices. That was a given, right?
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Activity: try on clothes!
(These are theoretical bonus points. Pam and Cheryl do not remember last week.)
Re: Activity: try on clothes!
Re: Activity: try on clothes!
"I just had to go with the classic black turtleneck," he explained. "It's got an elegance and style that just screams 'spy'. Or 'cat burglar'."
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