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Mr. APO
"A what?!" Jack said angrily.
"The first annual Mr. APO pageant." Sydney said smiling still.
"Who cleared this?"
"Langley. They said they wanted their agents to remember they could still have fun."
"But why APO."
"Come on dad lighten up. It should be fun." Nadia chimed in.
"Fine, put up the signup list." Jack said walking away.
"Dad, wait will you go ahead and sign your name." Nadia said.
"Excuse me."
"You have to participate, you're the director."
"My presence will be enough."
"I'm afraid it won't. Your participation is kind of mandatory." Sydney mentioned hesitantly.
Jack didn't speak he just went into his office and called Langley, only confirming what they had said. He had to participate. He waited until the final person had signed up then wrote his name. He then looked over the list of the guys who had so eagerly signed up. Let's just say he wasn't surprised.
1. Eric Weiss
2. Michael Vaughn
3. Will Tippin
4. Arvin Sloane
5. Marcus Dixon
He added his name to the list and handed it back to Sydney. On the way back to his office he passed Marshall.
"Hey Mr. B. Did you hear about the pageant? It's going to be great. Its going to me like Miss America well I guess it would be Mister America since its guys cause that would be kind of weird with guys in dresses and bikinis like the girls who are really pretty by the way, don't tell Carrie I said that."
"Marshall is there a point you're trying to make."
"Yeah, word on the street, that's what the kids say. Word on the street. Which is weird since most things you hear on the street can't be trusted," Marshall cleared his throat upon seeing Jack's face "You're going to be in the pageant."
"Yes I am." Jack said through gritted teeth.
"That's great Mr. Bristow." Marshall said grinning.
After a moment of awkward silence, Jack just walked away leaving a still smiling Marshall behind him.