Agent Quicksilver. Jerry can be our bird courier.

[She's starting to smile more and more now, little by little, as the tension from before unwinds and gets left behind in favor of this new thing, this uncertain thing that they're navigating together, rich with emotion and vulnerability and yet still with space for laughter.]

I'll wear red lipstick that could kill a man and speak with a Ru— with a thick accent you probably don't have back home.