Ford was somewhat happy seeing Dipper, but still raised one eyebrow seeing his clothes.

"I meet with Bill." young agent explained.

"I see. Found something important?" his uncle asked, he was happy that Dipper got close to the target.

"Not much. Yesterday at the party, some random guys were talking with him in Italian, French and Spanish. All about some parts being late and useless couriers. It could be a code." Dipper said taking a seat. He was still a little tired after that last match with Bill.

"I guess so, we'll look into it. I see you got close to him." Ford noticed

"I didn't need to do a thing. He practically dragged me away from Mabel as soon as he saw me." Dipper smiled at memory. "He's a real flatterer, I had to ask him to stop so we could get a decent talk." he continued.

"Okay, so about today's meeting?" Ford questioned noting something down.

"We played tennis and then had a dinner. I guess lack of media was your work." Dipper answered.

"Was it a problem?"

"Bill noticed it, seemed suspicious."

Ford was silent. "Fine, I'll talk with them." he said.

"When we were eating Bill got a mail and got to leave. Minute before you contacted me." Dipper continued talking. "We have golf tomorrow. I don't know place or hour yet." he added.

"Great." Ford was visibly happy with his nephews progress. "But remember, he's staying here for just five days." he reminded.

"I know."

Later they talked some more, for around half hour till Dipper got a mail from Bill:

"I'll pick you up from your hotel at 11,

Wer R u Styin, I hat this thig.

Bil."

Fighting laughter Dipper send him address of hotel he and Mabel were staying at for this mission.

"There is a little thing I'll have for you to do after this one." Ford announced, "Details are here. Check it while waiting for his response." he smiled giving Dipper a closed file.

Young agent accepted it and left. Bill sent him another message.

"I'll pick yo p a 11. biLl."

Dipper smiled and sent him a heart. Bill ignored it, probably not understanding it. It was king of cute. While driving Dipper could swear he saw Bill talking with some shady guy, but he wasn't sure. He stopped seeing it, and was suddenly happy that he decided to change his clothes. He looked quite angry while telling him something.

He was right it was Bill. He was talking to shady looking guy with neon purple hair. Bill instantly noticed him. "Tyrone? What a surprise." Bill smiled stopping the talk before he could hear anything.

"Elises birthday is coming up and I was looking for a present for her." he lied as blonde hugged him. "Meet Tad, he represents my company in States. And does pretty good job doing so."

"You're too nice boss." Tad said shaking Dipper's hand. "I heard a lot about you boy." he added looking directly at Dipper, "And I must say I see why he likes you so much." he flashed a smile. "Anyway. I'll be going back to my work. I'll call you if there's any progress." and Tad was gone.

Bill sighed heavily. "Work, it's really tiring. I might have to return to Italy sooner than I expected to have to." he said pulling Dipper to a hug. "So, how about I'll get something for your sisters birthday as well?" Bill proposed. Dipper accepted it, if Bill was leaving sooner every moment could give him a chance to get a look at his plans. If he got any that is, but ever since that mysterious courier talk it was apparent that something was going on. Something big.

Next couple of hours went by pleasantly on shopping and laughing. Dipper was thinking how someone like Bill could be bad.

Walking around together and laughing on weirder knick-knacks he couldn't quite put that angry face from earlier on blondes face. It just didn't fit him… But looks could be deceiving.

After shopping Bill took Dipper for some desserts. Eating cakes blonde was talking about his house in Italy. How big it was and how he'd love to show it to him sometime. Dipper was just smiling and nodding at everything he said responding with trained lies from his fake back story.

Soon another call interrupted Bill. "Damn them." he cursed responding from their table. He wasn't saying anything. Just listening, something in a look Dipper got from him he knew it wasn't good. But he kept it hidden just playing cute, obvious Tyrone while finishing his strawberry shortcake.

"That's fine. I have everything under control." Bill said after while, his face moving from scowl to a soft smile. "He won't be a problem, neither will be the brat." he continued, single, visible eye still locked on Dipper.

'What is he talking about?' Dipper wondered watching a creepy smirk creep up Bills face.

"I'll visit Pyro on my way back to Europe." Bill decided ending the call. Smirk quickly faded and was replaced with apologetic smile. "It seems I have to leave this beautiful town really early." he sighed heavily.

"It's okay I understand." Dipper said feigning a bit of hurt.

"I'd prefer to stay with you, or take you with me but neither is an option. My work is important so I can't stay and your father would kill me if I took you with me to Italy without his permission." Bill complained caressing Dippers' cheek. "A true shame~." Bill smiled a bit more. "Can you give my present to your sister? It looks like I won't be able to make it to her birthday party."

"Sure." Dipper agreed. It was bad. How was he supposed to work Bill out if he it in Europe? Just getting there would take really long time and shit load of deals with European spy organisations. It would be close to impossible.

Then Bill left, Tad returned to pick him up. Dipper was left with passing news to Ford. He wasn't going to be happy...