...e stools opposite to the two agents.
"We'll be frank," Susan said, "We want you gone."
"We're on strict orders from the General to make sure you don't do any experiments, and we're sticking with them."
"What about your own money press? You'll never have to work again, and they create perfect fakes."
"A cloning machine so you can go on vacation while your clones stay at work?"
"Tempting, but still no."
"A robotic chef?"
"Cure for the common cold?"
"I trust my immune system."
"What if me and Mary suck you off?"
The agents, who were taking sips of their lemonade, spat it on the floor of the van at that request.
"Yeah," Mary said seductively, standing up and sitting on Mr White's lap. "Susan and I have a thing for strong, secret agents and their secret work, and you boys must be so lonely. I can't imagine your jobs let you get out much to date."
"Well..." Mr White said.
"I'm sorry, girls, but it's not only going to get us to stop, we could get in serious trouble," Mr Black said, hitting his partner in the back of the head.
"We won't tell," Susan said, just as seductively, as she climbed into Mr Black's lap. "We're good at keeping secrets."
The agents now looked very nervous as they both weighed the obvious benefits against the equally obvious repercussions of nailing ...