Rather well

The next day Helena sends you a text of your training location, a sound-proofed warehouse in Langley, Virginia. You pull up by the warehouse, where you are met by a tall man who wears casual clothes and a stern facial expression. Despite the fact you are certain he's your trainer, you can't deny that his toned body, and piercing brown eyes. He looks to you and says "Come on in."

He unlocks the door and leads you downstairs, where there is a firing range and a table with all sorts of spy gadgets.

"My name is Troy Wolfgram, and I will be training you for the following week. I will also be a trainer during your mission, so I will be there to help you out. Here is you're new identity."

Troy hands you a folder which you open. Your new name is Alex Coal, an FBI agent who transferred over to the CIA's STUD program after you were caught having an affair with the Special Agent in Charge of the Northfork office. You're an orphan who grew up in multiple foster homes and were fairly independent. Troy gives you a few minutes to absorb your new life, something your confident you'll have to do often if you join STUD.

"So Alex, you ready to begin?"

"Yes."

"Okay, for this mission, we're going to give you a few things to help you out."

First, he pulls up a smart phone.

"This phone has encrypted communication channels, so you can call me, or Helena when you need to. You can also take all the photos and recordings you'll need. We'll be communicating with you

Next, he grabs a diminutive pocket pistol.

"Have you ever fired a gun?"

"No."

After a sigh, Troy says."I thought as much. Well, this is a Beretta 21A Bobcat, chambered in .25 ACP. It's not very powerful, but you should be able to conceal it anywhere. Loads an eight-round magazine. Should be easy enough for you to handle."

"Okay."

He then grabs a submachine gun.

"If we have the time, I'll hand you one of these, an MP5A3 submachine gun."

"You're not taking any chances."

"In this business, you want to leave little to chance."

"True."

Finally, Troy shows you a multitool.

"And just in case you need some tools, this pocket-sized Leatherman should do the trick. Any questions?"

"No."

"Okay then, let's get to it."

The two of you spend the day training your fitness, how to analyze people, and firing the weapons you may have to use. It's a lot to take in, from the rush of power when your MP5 barks a burst of hot lead, to the fact that a day ago you were just another office worker, and now you're being trained to kill someone you may get to know.

As day turns to night, Troy tells you. "Impressive stuff Alex. How about we get dinner?"

"Sure."

Troy smiles as you wonder what he has in mind with you.