Settling in

"Hey, you have my bag?"

"Yeah over here, toss me the key will ya?"

"K, give me on second."

"Is this place really only a few weeks old?"

"Yeah, it's pretty new, here catch!"

"Woah! Maybe a bit more of a warning next time?"

"Sorry honey, we gotta hurry if we wanna get down to the beach early and beat everyone else there."

"Oh yeah that's right! I've been needing some sun!"

James and Cleo make their way out of the taxi in front of the hotel. The two pretend to be a regular couple ready to spend their week at the resort as a cover while they enter the building. They both don't think they'll need to, but with a device as powerful as the one Matt has, you never know who/what could be hiding around this place.

The 'couple' drag their suitcases inside and up to the front desk. "Hi! *huff* We called in earlier under Hoffman?" James says with an exaggerated breath, adjusting his sunglasses to conceal his eyes.

"Oh yep! Let me just see here..."

The blonde girl at the front counter types away at her computer. She seems to mess up the name once before shaking her head and retrying. "Oh here we go! Hoffman... John?"

"That's me."

"Perfect, Let me go get your room key and I'll be right back!" The girl chirps as she energetically walks into the room behind her.

More patrons begin to enter the lobby behind the two, so Cleo grabs onto James' arm to keep up their illusion of love. She hates doing this, even if she's really good at it.

After a few minutes the girl at the counter still hasn't come out. James looks at Cleo with a look of worry, is something going on or is this just a fluke?

"Dangit! Carl can you come back here?" A shrill voice yells from the room.

"Coming!" The line of people that has accumulated watches as a man fumbling a bunch of papers runs past the counter and into the room. "What? You've been running it for weeks, all you have to do is put in the password and enter which room number you want." Everyone can hear him telling the girl how to run the machine but turns away from him as he walks out to pretend they weren't eavesdropping. "So sorry about that everyone!" He says shakily before heading off to another part of the hotel.

A minute later the girl appears from the room and slaps the card down on the counter with vigor. "Ah-hah! Got it! Here's your room key!"

James puts on his charming smile again as he takes the key. "Thank you- I'm sorry what was your name?"

"Oh! It's Emily. Sorry I should have my nametag somewhere..." Emily says with a frustrated look on her face as she begins to frantically search the area.

"Hey it's okay, I'll see you later if I need anything." James says, his body language signaling to Cleo he wants to get out of there.

"Totally! I'll be here all day if you need new sheets or towels... or something else... Hi! How can I help you!" Emily's hyperactive demeanor slows down at the end of her sentence as she winks at James, before immediately switching back when she turns to talk to the next person in line.

The agents drag their bags to the elevator and start heading up to their floor. Even though they're now alone, not one of them breaks their character. They continue to play the part all the way to the room, and only drop the act once they've locked the door and checked every corner of the place.

"Oh thank fuck! That was killing me..." Cleo groans.

"Yeah, but we have to do it. You never know what you're getting yourself into with these situations."

"These situations? There's a man with a gun that turns people into dumb sluts... When has there EVER been a situatuon like this before?"

James sets his sunglasses down on a table and shuts the blinds. "Last time we had to deal with Matt? Remember?"

Cleo frowns. "That was on our turf."

James shrugs. "Whatever, let's just make sure we do this right." He drags a suitcase onto one of the beds and opens it, revealing all sorts of tools and gadgets for the two to use.

Cleo throws her stuff into the closet and turns back to James. "So that girl at the counter was definitely shot with that thing right?"

There's a small click of a tool in James' hand as he prepares something. "Maybe. The resort might've just picked her as a cute face for the front desk."

"So you think she's cute?" Cleo says with a sly smile.

James shrugs. "Well... She's not bad. Whether that's because of the raygun or if it's just her, I don't know."

"Ugh, just make sure to keep it in your head that the gun is a dangerous weapon. The last thing we need is you getting distracted."

With a final movement, James finishes constructing the small tool. "Come on, who do you think I am?"

"What is that thing anyway?" Cleo asks, gesturing to the small item in James' hand.

"Didn't you go through training for this?"

"Ha-ha, like you know every little thing being cooked up in the lab, Just tell me what it is."

James chuckles. "Here I'll show you, give me your glasses.

Cleo sighs and hands over her sunglasses. She then watches as James presses a small tube to the corner of them. A tiny mechanical noise can be heard, then he takes it off. "This, it's for our cameras, this little tube can hold up to 10 cameras at once. All you need to do is press it against something and it'll stick one of them to it. It's almost impossible to get it off."

Cleo squints her eyes at the corner of the glasses, she can make out a very small bump. "Huh..."

James attaches a camera to his own sunglasses and puts the small tube away. "Yep, figured we'd want these." He says as he opens up a laptop on the bed. With a push of the spacebar a screen pops up showing the live footage of both of their cameras. "With these, we'll be able to record everything."

"Just make sure to turn it off when you get with Emily..."

"Again, who do you think I am?"

The pair laugh and continue setting up their base of operations. Going undisturbed for a while, until there's a sudden knock on the door.

"Hello? Room service!"

The two stop what they're doing and hold still. Cleo glances over to James. "What the fuck? Didn't you grab a 'do not disturb' sign?" She whispers.

Instead of whispering back, James simply nods his head slowly.

The sound of a Keycard unlocking the door goes off as the door begins to open...