Party hard in '44

Well, yeah. The title says it all. But this time I got very strict orders to keep at least some of my opinions to myself and focus on facts (can't really tell the difference between these two things).

There you go.

1) The ultimate spy
Our landlady, that is. We couldn't complain too much about a flat, so we kind of agreed on the first one we've found. And now we're stuck with that crazy old lady who's way too interested in other people's lives. If I worked at MI6 headquarters, I'd hire exactly this kind of women. My bets are on that she'll cause us more trouble than this goddamned flat is worth.

2) Morale heading towards Mariana Trench
That's the only possible explanation for my (dearest and most co-operative, like, ever) team to get angry at me with no reason. Okay, I haven't told them everything I knew, I have been a bit useless and sarcastic lately, but that's not a crime. Not that telling me off has gotten us somewhere.

3) Mirror, mirror
Becca and Naomi went for a walk to check a few things with the device from Cardiff. As far as I know, some things and places look different when you look at them through it. As if you could see what is important. What stands out in time. Or distorts it.
(No wonder you can see Eric through this shit, but me? Eh?)
Somewhere around this point someone came up with a great idea of throwing a party at the RAF base (nooo, this totally wouldn't evoke any suspicions, not at all, with the four of us as masterminds behind this clever and cunning plan) and we were stupid enough to seriously consider it. At last, the party decided to throw itself. We're invited. Or Naomi is, to be precise, but I'll talk about it later.

4) Meanwhile, on Earth's orbit
A certain satellite is being hacked. Yay 21th century mobiles. Yay me. Yay shitloads of data. Crypted RAF announcements make great bedtime stories.
Also, I tried to call Jenny. Her cellphone is on, so she couldn't have arrived here long ago. She can't be very far away, either. She could answer the call, though. SHIT I COULD'VE SENT HER A MESSAGE.

5) Close enough to coffee
We actually made something that resembled coffee, using ingredients available in 1944 and a few that won't be available even in 2006.
We're so resourceful and creative that the Third Reich would surrender the moment they learned we're here.

6) Espionage. You're doing it right
Can't even comment on this one properly -
OMFG Naomi is embodied brilliance and charm and the purest essence of being a clever bitch. Thank God I'm not interested in humans.