"Why, general," Jake said as he painted an exaggerated look of stunned surprise on his rugged face, "are you suggesting I become a spy?"
"Hmmm," mused Frankenstein, narrowing his eyes as he rubbed a finger around the rim of his wine glass. "That is what I like about you Americans. Straight and to the point. No bantering around the edges of a delicate subject. No side-long reference and innuendo. Just straight to the point."
“Yeah, that’s what we are… uncouth. I’d even say downright obnoxious.”
"Perhaps uncouth at times, I"ll agree. But efficient, and in your case, Captain Reynolds, an opportunity which cannot be overlooked. With your talents at forgery and your bravado, you would make the perfect double-agent. It does not hurt, I might add, that your squadron is based in Coulommiers and
