[ A mild scoff is all Eames gets for his troubles. (Yes, the conversation is not directly about luxury but one does know better, to expect blatancy. Bond's done it before, to live off the beaten track but the old addage of spies will be spies still applies. It's debatable, who finds it easier to shift skins: himself, or the man at the other end of the line.) ]
My luxuries don't give me E. coli. [ Bond looks down at his shoe, the smudge of ash smeared on the stone next to it. He's regretting it now, isn't he. ] Should I bring a new front door with me through customs?
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My luxuries don't give me E. coli. [ Bond looks down at his shoe, the smudge of ash smeared on the stone next to it. He's regretting it now, isn't he. ] Should I bring a new front door with me through customs?