Snapshots ~" A White Lie"

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“They were the best of the best,” a Section III agent named Donnelly said as he sat at one of the tables in the Commissary. “I only wished I had a chance to work with them.”

Some of the women from Communications sitting with him sniffed into their hankies, all of them, including the men, were teary-eyed.

Word spread like wildfire as the death of UNCLE’s number one team of Solo and Kuryakin reverberated throughout headquarters.

Everyone was completely shocked when they heard the men had been caught in a satrap and the building burned to the ground, killing everyone within it.

“My handsome Napoleon,” Wanda moaned, “that gorgeous man burned...I don’t want to think about it.”

“And Illya, that beautiful hair and blue eyes gone forever,” one of the ladies sighed.

“That means that April Dancer is CEA and her partner Slate is her second in command.”

“Wow, would UNCLE really let a woman be CEA?” One of the men asked.

“Hey, they wouldn’t have made her a field agent if she wasn’t capable she moved her way up the ladder the right way...by hard work,” a secretary stepping up to the group joined in the conversation.

“Just because she’s good in the field doesn’t mean she can be a Section head, especially Chief Enforcement agent,” Charlie Burns added his two cents as he sat down at the table, joining the ever-growing group. “The idea of a woman CEA just doesn’t seem right to me.”

“And what’s wrong with that?”Wanda demanded. “She’s very capable and a clever agent."

“Yeah if wiggling your fanny and batting your eyes makes you capable,” Charlie lashed back at her.

"Knock it off Charlie, April is good at her job and you know it, " Louis Maté came to Dancer's defense.

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Mr. Waverly, Napoleon and Illya listened in on the conversations, having planted bugs beneath all the commissary tables. There the best gossip was spoken in whispers mostly in whispers, but not today.

“I’d say it’s 50/50 in regards to April,” Napoleon said, crossing his arms in front of himself.

“Hmm, quite yes,” Waverly cleared his throat, “It would indeed seem a mixed reaction to Miss Dancer assuming your position.”

“Those in favor seem to be women, the men opposed, for the most part,” Illya added.

“Yes I too noticed that Mr. Kuryakin. This confirms my sneaking suspicion there are still hidden prejudices within the Command.  We will have to deal with those and the individuals exhibiting them.”

“Sir I must be honest, I still have to deal with bigoted remarks here from time to time. Our people, though top-knotch, are still only human,” Illya reminded him.

“No Mr. Kuryakin that is still unacceptable. I’ll not stand for such ignorant behavior here at U.N.C.LE. Now if you’d care to tell me which individuals have been bothering you; I will have the issue taken care of,” Waverly huffed.

Illya looked to his partner, regretting he’d opened that can of worms.

“Umm, sir?” Napoleon interrupted. “I took it upon myself as CEA to take care of counseling those individuals.  There hasn’t been a peep out of them since...”

“Oh, jolly good Mr. Solo. Thank you for being proactive on the matter. As for handling these new concerns now,  might you be so kind as to deal with the individuals in the commissary so we can put this petty prejudice against Miss Dancer to rest.”

“Umm, did you forget sir that Illya...Mr. Kuryakin and I are supposed to be dead?”

“Of course not young man,” the CCO smiled back at him with a slight chuckle. “When these individuals are called in for counseling, your presence will take them off guard and help put them in their place. It will be interesting, to say the least, to see the looks on their faces. Now if you gentlemen would see yourselves out by way of my private entrance...dismissed.” Waverly started laughing to himself again as he lit his pipe.

As they headed out the secret corridor, Napoleon turned to his parnter.

"The Old Man has a warped sense of humor at times, doesn't he?"

"And this you are just noticing?"

Song Story - The Sound of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel

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Something moody, maybe marose... certainly suitable for a little malaise of spirit.  Here's a classic with a surprisingly spy-friendly theme.  Stories can begin posting next weekend, September 13-15.

( lyrics behind cut... )

WB finally announces start of production for MFU movie

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Hey guys, finally an official announcement from the WB.

Here is the link.

A Happy Spy Is A Productive Spy

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And they do look happy.