"You think they'd have let me in here with this thing if I wasn't?" Vance drew a gun from his suit pocket and pointed it jokingly at Q. "Yup, pops set me up with a real nice gig here. Walk around parties in dapper suits, shag some babes, shoot some spies, and get free gizmos from milk toast dweebs like you!" His mouth twisted into a cruel smile, revealing a mouth full of pearly white teeth.
"They said you were an accountant at the reunion ya know. I didn't believe it for a second. No, not lil' Benjy. I figured you'd be holed up in some government tech nest fighting terrorism with 1's and 0's... leaving the dangerous stuff up to men like Bond."













