I'm a spy! I know, that sounds a bit cliche, but it's seriously so cool! I sneak around and collect data for a living, and I get a ton of a lot of money while doing it! But.. it is dangerous, undeniably dangerous. I almost got myself killed trying to break into a celebrity's mansion! But hey, on the bright side, at least I get to see music artists some people pay thousands to meet. My favorite part of the job is disguising myself with every mission I'm told to do. I get to dress myself and fool everyone with my looks! Isn't that just amazing?!

Anyway, enough about me. There's this dude I was paid to kidnap in Paris, oh, and did I mention I practically work for the Russian mafia? Hehe

"excusez-moi, do you know the way to the hotel, Ritz Paris?" I asked the old lady crossing the street. She ignored me and said something about Va --something-- faire foutre? Oh, whatever, my French is exquisite.

I skipped my way to the hotel, using the app on my phone to lead me to the entrance. "Oh, Dios, dieu.. wait- that's spanish.." I shrugged and ran into the hotel. Who needs to check in anyway?

That..was probably the worst decision I've ever made.

THUD! I bumped into a person for the 5th time today. "Ow, dude! That hurt..." I trailed off, recognizing the face in front of me. Oh shoot, I'm screwed. This was my target, and I wasn't in my disguise! "Oh, Oui Oui? Haha.. Bonjour?"