The night off

Annabelle was exhausted. She was happy she dutifully working in the service of her country. She had a hard time keeping her eyes open as she walked back to Maura's.

She found Maura in a pair of cotton pajamas. She was stretching and getting ready for bed. "So, how did it go."

"He's back!" gushed Annabelle.

"Very good, Annabelle, but we now need to give you your spy name," said Maura. "Hmmm, I got the perfect name! It's a German name, and in Russian, it's very sexy." Maura took out a pad of paper and a pen from her backpack. She wrote a name on it and handed it to Annabelle.

Annabelle looked at the paper. "Anita Budtfukk?"

"Yep," said Maura, "It's the sexiest, classiest name I could think off. Any time you're on a mission, just walk up to to your mark and say 'Anita Budtfukk.'"

"Sounds great," said Annabelle before she yawned. "Can I get some sleep now?"

"Sure," said Maura. "But you need to wake up early and test your roommate."

"How do I do that?"

"When she's asleep, stick your finger up your butt then rub it under her nose. If her skin turns purple, she's a spy. If nothing happens, she's OK. Don't let her catch you."

"OK I guess," said Annabelle before yawning again. "Anything else?"