There is one thing
that is essential that I must warn you about. It is my enemy, who goes
by the name Mulberry Tea. Mulberry Tea and I went to Spy School together.
She and I used to be the best of friends. However, we got into a fight,
about the reason for spying. She, like the goody-goody she is, wanted to
work for the CIA. I, on the other hand, didn't see the point. Where's the
fun when you're working for your own country? Being the enemy is twice
the fun, especially if you have nothing holding you down. I headed for
the Chinese Embassy that evening, while she flew to Washington.
Mulberry Tea is very
sly and clever as well, although not yet up to my caliber of spy-ness.
She and I were the top two in our Spy Class, me being number one. However,
since we were such good friends, and now such bitter enemies, there is
a problem: we know each other too well. Neither of us ever get anywhere
if we are working on the same project, because we can always figure out
what the other is thinking. The Gallery has some pictures of us in conflict.
