99 was in 86's office. They were filling out paperwork relating to their recent mission to capture Mr. Big.

86 massaged his neck.

"Excuse me," said 99. "Why are you doing that?"

"I've got a headache," he said.

"Oh. Here, let me help you."

She stood in back of him-he was sitting at his desk-and began massaging his neck.

"Thank you, 89."

"That's 99."

"99-Sorry about that! That feels very nice."

"You're welcome, 86."

"Please, call me Max."

"Max-all right."

"And what's your real name?"

"Sorry, but I must keep that private-at least until we get to know each other better."

"All right."

She began also massaging his back. "You're very tense, Max."

"Yes. Well I guess spying will do that. You're very good, 97-er, 99."

"I was a masseur before joining CONTROL."

"That's interesting."

"How's your head, now."

"Much better, thank you."

"Now, I know a special massage that should completely get rid of your headache."

"OK, let me have it!"

"Take your coat off." He did this. "Now, lie on the floor."

"Lie on the floor?"

"That's right."

"Well, all right."

He got up and lied down on the floor. 99 took her pumps off, got onto his back, and walked on it.

"This reminds me of something that happened to me while on mission in Japan, last year," he said.

"A Japanese girl walked barefoot on your back?"

"No, a Japanese GUY walked barefoot on my back!"

"A guy?"

"I thought that was a little bit odd-especially when he pulled a knife on me!"

"Yes, it was!"

"My headache is almost completely gone. Thank you, 99. You have very talented hands-and feet!"

"You're welcome, Max."

At that moment, the chief came in. He saw her standing barefoot on his back, and said:

"Oh, my God, 99 is attacking Max!"