That's Classified

Captain Harris held up a hand, stopping her. "I'm afraid that's classified information, Amelia. The fewer people who know, the better."

Walter nodded in agreement. "Yes, it's a delicate matter. The less you know, the safer you are."

Marcus, still with his deep male voice said, "Amelia, trust me. I've got this." He winked at her, trying to hide his nervousness.

Captain Harris clapped a hand on Amelia's shoulder, turning her towards the door. "Come now, Amelia. Let's give Marcus some time to acclimate to his new appearance.".

As they ascended the stairs, Amelia looked back at Marcus one last time before the door creaked shut, leaving him with the inventor in the sterile basement lab. She couldn't help but feel a pang of concern for her husband, now disguised as her exact double, about to embark on a dangerous mission into the unknown.