Franky followed Bond into an abandoned photobooth, and the moment that Franky saw it, he regretted ever leaving the flat.

'Bond, you absolute mongrel, ' he groaned, slapping his forehead. 'I 'm not allowed in

there!

I don 't have clearance! '

But Bond bounded ahead, using his nose to part the curtain, and he

borfed

from inside.

'Don 't say I didn 't warn you, ' Franky muttered, and followed the dog, ducking behind the curtain as quickly as possible, before any shady figures saw him.

In the small space, Bond sat and waited, but Franky waved at the camera as it scanned him.

'Hello? Hell

oooo? '

The absence of a reaction only confirmed what he already knew. Any civilian would just see a normal photo screen, and all Franky could see was his own face waving back at him.

'See, I told ya, I don 't have the clearance ' '

Bond

borfed