I stare out the window, as I looked at the Vienna night sky. I could see all of the bright lights, and watch them for hours. But I know that I couldn't, for if I could, then my eyes would not be hurting.
Rubbing them a small bit, I walked over to Epsilon. He was going over footage and other things, since he was after someone who brought in a stolen artifact with them. The artifact had been stolen two days ago, and now he was looking for it. I don't know why, he brought me along with him. What good am I for him?
"So why did you bring me along?"
"That will be explain later on, Dr. Grey."
"For heaven sake will you ever call me, Miranda? Everyone else does, so why can't you, Epsilon? How hard is it to call me by my first name?"
"I am an spy, Dr. Grey, and I need to use last names, to defend those close to me. If anyone hears their last name from me, it will be harder for those who want to harm you, to find and harm you."
"So you use last names, to defend us?"
"Correct, and now you know why I use last names and not first names. And do not tell anyone, about this conversation at all, Dr. Grey."
"You can call me Miranda in privacy, Epsilon. When we are alone, you call me by my first name, so that way no one will ever hear you say my first name. Does that work out well for you? Or do you want me rephrase what I said, to where it is more simpler for you, Epsilon?"
"Your explanation is fine for me, Dr. Grey. I understand what you said completely. So you don't need to worry."
"Good, if I have nothing to worry about at all currently, then start using my first name already. Cause right now, we are in privacy and no one is going to be listening in on us."
I heard him sigh deeply, and everything soon got quiet. Lying down on the bed, an hour or so past by. Within seconds, Epsilon was hovering over me.
"Got a hit. He is going down to the party that is down stairs. Anyone is allowed in, but I will be staying up here."
"So you are sending me down, in your place?"
"Correct, don't worry. One of my female agents, packed an extra bag for you and it's in the closet. There are fancy clothes in there, choose anyone you wish to wear. A pair of silver and black heels go along with all ten of the dresses, and there has to be at least over a dozen jewelry in there, from what my agent told me. Go get ready, and head down there. And the dresses are in your size."
I blinked wide eye at him, and he soon return back to the computer. Getting up from the bed, I walked over to the closet, and found the bag. It was a tall carry-on bag, and I open it up. I grab the first dress on top, silver heels, and some silver jewelry, went to the bathroom to change into it.
I was in the dress soon enough, and I stare at myself in the mirror. Putting the earrings on, I notice that it didn't look good enough, with my hair up. Snapping the necklace on, I let my hair down out of it's high bun. Pretty soon, my hair was resting past my shoulders in light waves.
Putting the heels on, I took a deep breath, and walked out of the bathroom. The dress I chose, was a blue ankle length dress. It has been a long time since, I last wore a dress like this before.
"I hope, that you are right about this Epsilon. Cause, you are going to owe me."
He turn around in the chair, and stared at me. Not even he himself had ever seen me in a dress before.
"Think this will be the first and last time, you will see me in a dress like this. And don't you dare say a word about this to anyone, at all. Do you understand me?"
"I understand, Dr. Grey."
"For heaven sakes, here is a rule for when we are both alone, and in this room. You are to call me, by my first name. Is that clear for you?"
"Very well, if you insist upon it, Miranda."
"See now, was that so difficult?"
He raise one of his eye brows at me, and I rolled my eyes. This was starting to get a bit annoying. I watch him get up, and walk over to me. Giving him a blank face, we both stared at each other.
"Are we going to make this a staring contest, Epsilon?"
"No, I am not making this into a staring contest, Miranda. You need to act married, when you are down there. So I got you a wedding and an engagement ring. You might need to wear them."
"No, I am not wearing rings like those at all. I can say that they are both getting cleaned, since non-removable paint got on them. Plus, I am pretty sure that there will be a lot ladies without rings on, so I don't need to act married."
"Some of, actually most of the women down there brought dates. So you are going to have to act married."
"If I have to act married, then you are going to join me. Cause I am not going down there alone, and act out on my own."
"Someone needs to watch the surveillance over this entire thing."
"Get one of your other agents to do it, Epsilon. At least Francis, it will give him something to do. Plus, he is good at giving others tips on certain things, so he can be of assistance to us."
"I will call him in then, but I am not pleased by this."
"Neither am I."
"Then we got something to agree on."
"Oh, just get Francis here and we both can get this done and over with already. Cause right now, I am not in my best mood."
"Very well then, Miranda."