You are a person with a nine-to-five job at a local office building. You have a secret though: You have links to the D.I.V.A. Corp., a private organization that sends elite spies/assassin's on missions to spy on other people/organizations, kill individuals/groups, or protect a valuable person. You have close connections with a few of the agents: One is a close friend at your college and the other an associate of hers.

One day, you walk into a coffee/tea shop, looking to buy a hot drink, when you see Agent D, or Deborah, sitting at a table in the corner with her legs crossed on the table. She was looking out the window like she was scoping out something, and she had a cup of caramel tea in her hand.

You calmly sit across from her while she is looking out the window, and she seems to know that it's you before you start to speak.

"Go away, you're blowing my cover." She said softly, but sternly.