"Okay folks, we need hair and wardrobe for a fancy party!" said a fashion stylist named Laura. "Hey girl, what's up Sophie?"
Before Sophie got a chance to respond Laura was yelling about something else. Sophie was stuck in a large hotel room, but with a large amount of people it felt small. After flying to Germany, Sophie was dragged to this room, and thrust into a chair to start getting ready for a party.
It's not that she didn't like getting ready for missions, it's that she didn't like having to wear the fancy dresses and pound of makeup for these types of missions, the ones where she had to smile and be polite. She would much rather go through fifteen miles of mud.
Laura, the stylist, had one person working on Sophie's makeup, another on hair, and Laura herself was deciding on a dress. They had narrowed it down to either a simple, dark blue number or a huge, fluffy, light blue ballroom dress. Sophie was hoping for the dark blue dress, it would be easier to fight in. Laura kept looking between the dresses and shaking her head. That was definitely a bad sign. Laura shouted out to a minion "Bring out the other dress."
A minion immediately rushed to the biggest of the many suitcases. The minion unlocked it and pulled out the biggest dress Sophie had ever seen. It was sea green, a mermaid dress. It was very sexy, but definitely uncomfortable looking. Sophie started to protest, but Laura just nodded for her to put it on She hopped out of the chair quickly grabbing the dress, she wanted to just get this done with. Sophie strutted to the curtain and ripped of her robe.
She slid on the dress and it fit like a glove. The dress accentuated all her curves and paired wonderful with her hair and skin tone. Sophie felt simply stunning. She twirled from behind the curtain and everyone started at her. Sophie started to wonder if it was because she looked bad. Sophie started to say "You know, maybe the other-" She never got the chance to said in a soft tone" You look wonderful darling."
Time began again and everyone snapped out of their haze. Someone sapped shoes on her feet and gave her a ear-comm. She popped it in her ear, and then she was pushed out of the door. John was leaning against the wall and looked started when she came out. They both started walking forward to the elevator.
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Sophie surveyed her surroundings at the top of the stairs. People were milling around having polite conversation with each other. "Bunch of morons." Sophie thought.
"Sophie, can you hear me?" said John from her ear-comm.
"Of course, John!" Sophie stated with a condescending tone.
"Okay, the American Ambassador is going to be in a dark grey tux and has blond hair, with brown eyes. Also, he will probably be really obnoxious."
Sophie laughed "Anything else, John?"
"He is to your immediate left coming up behind you in 5 seconds." John said, he didn't give her much time to prepare.
"Hello little lady." said a man with a big Texas accent
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