[CHARLOFT] Twosday: Tell us about a triumph, and about a failure
Joan: Whatever that intel was, it was worth killing for.
Annie: The intel? I didn't get it.
It was a failure. A huge failure. My first big operation with the CIA, the reason they'd pulled me from The Farm, and I screwed it up. Granted, someone was firing a big, damn gun at me, but I still failed. I barely managed to get out of there without getting my head blown off, but seeing the look on my boss' face when she realized that I didn't get the intel she'd sent me in there for? Yeah. It sucked.
Annie: Look, I'm a good girl. I come from a church going family in Akron. I just wanted to come forward and be honest. My mother always told me to do the right thing.
Rossabi: Hmm. What does she say about you being a hooker?
Annie: Now, if I don't like being called a call girl? I certainly don't like being called a hooker.
So, being an escort wasn't my favorite way to fix it, but it was the only way to get back in the room and download the information back off the device using Auggie's second cell phone... whatever. Don't ask, he's the tech guy. Thankfully, what Auggie called 'riffing', I called 'saving my ass', and it worked out to be triumph enough. Op saved. Plus? I got my nine hundred dollar shoes back.
[Quotes from the pilot of Covert Affairs.]
Annie: The intel? I didn't get it.
It was a failure. A huge failure. My first big operation with the CIA, the reason they'd pulled me from The Farm, and I screwed it up. Granted, someone was firing a big, damn gun at me, but I still failed. I barely managed to get out of there without getting my head blown off, but seeing the look on my boss' face when she realized that I didn't get the intel she'd sent me in there for? Yeah. It sucked.
Annie: Look, I'm a good girl. I come from a church going family in Akron. I just wanted to come forward and be honest. My mother always told me to do the right thing.
Rossabi: Hmm. What does she say about you being a hooker?
Annie: Now, if I don't like being called a call girl? I certainly don't like being called a hooker.
So, being an escort wasn't my favorite way to fix it, but it was the only way to get back in the room and download the information back off the device using Auggie's second cell phone... whatever. Don't ask, he's the tech guy. Thankfully, what Auggie called 'riffing', I called 'saving my ass', and it worked out to be triumph enough. Op saved. Plus? I got my nine hundred dollar shoes back.
[Quotes from the pilot of Covert Affairs.]