Chuck Bartowski, Chuck, Millibar
High-clearance government secret.
Couch.
Zzzzzzz.
(Casey and Sarah worked him late last night. Spy ring in a sausage seller disguise.
On the plus side, his tummy is full of delicious animal innards that probably were not poisoned and planning to make a break for freedom via his mouth anytime soon.)
Couch.
Zzzzzzz.
(Casey and Sarah worked him late last night. Spy ring in a sausage seller disguise.
On the plus side, his tummy is full of delicious animal innards that probably were not poisoned and planning to make a break for freedom via his mouth anytime soon.)