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I poked her shoulder with my finger and said "Ashley, YES! It is time to wake up. Don't you remember ANYTHING about yesterday?" She rolled onto her back, and covered her eyes with her hand. She let out a sigh and said "Unfortunately, I think I do" I pulled her hand off her face and said "Oh yea? Well, look around you. This room, the bed…do you remember any of this?"

She sat up and furrowed her brow (I try to constantly tell her to get out of this habit, as she'll cause a wrinkle there on her forehead and someday she'll look back and think why, oh why didn't I listen to Aubrey? Of course, I'm sure there are more than a few things she'll look back on and say that). She pulled the covers back and at noticing she was still fully dressed she said "Oh whew, just checking. And to answer your question, no, I have absolutely no recollection of anything beyond Sparkles Joint or whatever that restaurant was called"

I got up and started pacing. Ashley got out of bed and went into the bathroom, leaving me to my thoughts. Once she came back into the room I said "Okay, here's something worth thinking about…What did we touch, what did we do to make us come here…to this, place, whatever it is. And then the other question, what happened last night?" Ashley yawned and sat back on the bed. She looked tired, and like she wasn't really focusing on what I was saying. I sat on the bed beside her, frustrated. "Ashley, this is something we really need to worry about! Why are we reversing roles here? Why aren't you taking charge? Why aren't you worried?" I started popping my knuckles (it's what I do…) and she said "I am worried; I'm just not vocalizing it. Besides, I'm sleepy and not really awake enough to be thinking these kinds of thoughts at the moment anyways"

I knew that I couldn't shake, slap, throw water on, or talk her into being awake (although the water throwing was a tempting thought just at that moment) so I said "Alright, well, I'm going for a walk to figure out where we are, and to try to think about what we should do next. Stay here and DO NOT go back to sleep!" she tucked her hair behind her ear, batted her eyelashes and said "Moi? Why, I'm hurt that you'd even think such a thing" I opened the door to our room and looked back at her. I rolled my eyes and said "Yea yea, sure you are…I'll be back in an hour"

I opened the door and found that we were in what seemed to be a one-story motel. It wasn't really run down, but it wasn't the MGM Grand either. I surveyed the area and found that we were two doors down from Sparkles Place. 'Mmm breakfast would be nice. I wonder if they take check cards' I thought to myself, cursing inwardly that I didn't carry any cash on hand. I decided that an investigation in that restaurant would be in order, but I have an older sister to do these things, or at least to stand by me while I do things like that. So on second & third thoughts, after standing there in the street probably looking like a complete idiot, I opted to wait until Ashley was with me to check out the joint.

I walked down the sidewalk. There wasn't much along the road of this overly 70's neighborhood, just some odd looking homes. It was a cul-de-sac, and as I neared the house at the end of the road, I noticed a guy coming out into his lawn for the newspaper. I kept walking, trying to ignore the growing knot in my stomach. He was wearing a yellow, too-short robe (why do guys do this? Do they think we WANT to see man thighs? Ick, I don't think so) but he looked freshly shaved, and his hair was overly-just-right. I was wearing jeans with holes in the knees, sneakers, and a tshirt that had a baby chicken on it (Otherwise known as chicklets, chicks, and…well, baby chickens too of course) On the front it said "Chicks Rule!"

I came closer to the house, finding my fears were confirmed. Yes, it was James. I decided that it surely couldn't hurt to say hello, I mean, how many people can say they've talked to James Bond? Well, at least said hello to him anyways. So,as he was walking back towards his house with the newspaper, I was standing by his mailbox and said "Good morning" He turned towards me and said "Ah, it is a good morning isn't it. And where did you come from?" I guess I wasn't really expecting him to actually talk back to me, and I just stood there with my mouth open, unable to get anything out for what seemed like a very long time.

He raised his eyebrows, as if repeating the question and I found my tongue "Um I'm staying over there, at that motel" I pointed in the general direction of where I'd come from and he nodded. He rolled up his paper and put it in his robe pocket. He took a few steps towards me and for some reason I had a gut feeling that he knew I'd been in his house lastnight. 'No, that's impossible, chill out Aubrey, play it cool, and remember he thinks that you're overly attracted to him as all other women in the James Bond world are. Stop worrying…that's his only interest in you.' Once he was by the mailbox as well I was feelin' a little weirded out by all this non-talking time so I was just about to tell him goodbye as he said "I feel as though we've met before. Don't I know you?" I nodded my head "No, no…I think I'd remember meeting the famous James Bond"

'Oh crap, he hasn't introduced himself yet !' He put his finger to his lips, as if thinking, and said "How very observant of you to see my name on my pocket" I looked down at his pocket, to check and see if he was serious "Oh my goodnes" I whispered under my breath, thanking 70's film makers for being so overly strange and putting peoples names on their robe pockets. I flashed my catchiest smile and replied "Well, ya know...I try" He smiled and ran his fingers through his hair 'Wow, that's a good look…Ahh! Stop thinking those thoughts! You're becoming Bond Girl-ified!' "I'd really better be going now, I didn't mean to keep you out here in your…eh…" I paused for a moment and gestured towards his robe and he quickly said "Oh no no no, not to worry. It's quite early yet, would you care to join me for some breakfast? I have some biscuits on their way as we speak" He smiled (Again! To the detrement of my health!) and I thought 'well, I've only been away from the motel for 15 minutes or so…besides Ashley's probably gone back to sleep, and I AM trying to figure out where we are and how to get out of this mess so it surely couldn't hurt to spend some time with him…' He winked and held out his hand "Come on, its just breakfast, and I promise I won't bite" I smiled and placed my hand in his "Oh okay then, since I have your word on that I'd be happy to join you" 'Oh my gosh I'm flirting with James Bond! This is really bad'