The Name is Bond, James Bond

[Super Weegee]

((BLAKE DAVIS - TRIP START))

Blake rubbed the corners of his eyes as he walked along with the rest of the group. To be honest, he didn't feel as excited as he thought he would be when he finally got a good night's sleep on a comfortable mattress. It wasn't exactly easy for him to sleep while sitting upwards on a moving bus, after all. Maybe his body still needed to wake up a little bit? Or maybe his roommates woke him up and he was so tired he didn't remember it?

Wait, would that technically count as sleepwalking?

Whether the case may be, he hoped that the museum that they were heading to would change that. He heard that it was one of the more popular ones around D.C. and considering the material, he could see why. As he and his group rounded the corner, he saw the unmistakable sign above the doors leading inside.

The International Spy Museum.

"Well," Blake muttered, mostly to himself, "this seems to be the place."

Even if the sign wasn't there, he couldn't mistake it for anything else. Besides the word 'SPY' being ingrained on the middle window, there was another sign on the floor in front of the window that read: 'COME SPY ON US. WE'RE OPEN.' The amount of obviousness wouldn't look too out of place at the FBI Spy House he looked up on his phone while on the bus. It's a museum, he gets that, but it could've been more...stylish, for the lack of a better word. At the top of the building, above the six windows was yet another sign.

'1876'
'ADAMS BUILDING'

Yeah, it had the look of a building from centuries ago, alright.

As he continued to walk towards the museum, he decided to speak up.

"Well, what do you think?"

[Melusine]

((she is still there, but this is the continuation.))

Willow was never really into spy movies, but when she heard about the International Spy Museum, she felt drawn to it. Willow wanted to see spy gadgets. She knew that in real life, spies didn't get cool bracelets with over 200 uses, but a part of her believed that spies still had some funny things. She hoped she'd get to see the kiss of death. She wondered if they still had it, Willow remembered reading about one being stolen.

"Mhm? I think it looks innocuous," she paused before putting her hand on her hip, tugging softly on her cardigan, "I hope there's fun things inside."

She stepped forward, heading to the doors. She pushed them, but she realized it was a pull-on-it door and her face went red. Oops. She pulled on the door, swinging it open. She held the door opened and look back on Blake. She rolled her tongue on her teeth and pointed the inside with her chin. She was ready to go see spy stuff.

[Super Weegee]

Blake smiled in amusement when she pushed the doors instead of pulling them. Everybody seems to have made that mistake at least once in their lives, nowadays.

"It's a museum on spy stuff." he said as he walked inside, "I'm sure it won't be boring. Not too boring, at least."

It didn't look too busy by the looks of it. There were a few people already in line at the ticket counter, but they seemed to be together as one of the employees behind it waved them over.

As he walked towards the counter, he couldn't help but stop for a few seconds to look at the plaque on the wall, where the heading said, 'FOR YOUR EYES ONLY' and below it in red text 'Entry beyond this point is on a need-to-know basis'. It pretty much said that the most successful spies remained undetected and that the museum's goal is to 'see past their maze of mirrors and deception to understand their world of intrigue'.

"How much do you want to bet that there's still going to be some things that they still don't know?" Blake said, walking to the ticket counter with the rest of the group.

[Melusine]

After everyone had went through, which really only was Blake and some other people she couldn't name, she closed the door softly. Her hands were back in her cardigans as she glided across the floor toward the ticket booth, clutching the student pass in her pockets. She had expected more people, but it was surprisingly quiet. Good, she liked quiet.

She arrived next to Blake. She didn't really knew him. Willow didn't know if she wanted to know him since she was about to graduate and she was never see any of these people ever again. Her fingers were cold as she deposed the student pass on the counter to the smiling lady. She overheard Blake say something, and she didn't want to seem rude or anything, but she didn't feel like answering. She had to push herself to answer something that wasn't an 'uh-uh'.

"Probably. Like, Syria stuff, and all." She paused, as she picked up her student pass back, "and, like, survival of whatever."

After her demand was processed, she dodged the moving queue and headed to the start of the exhibition. She waited for Blake to be done before continuing. She didn't feel like getting lost alone.

[Melusine]

.....and it was exactly what happened.

Willow was deep into the exposition, and she realized she was all alone.

((Willow exited.))

[Super Weegee]

Geez, finally.

As soon as Blake's ticket was processed and he walked into the exposition, he looked around for that girl. Willow, if he happened to remember that right?

After turning his head and waiting for a few minutes, he figured that she went on without her and simply shrugged his shoulders. She must be eager to look around.

He then proceeded to walk to the first exhibits, a little excited himself to check them out.

((Blake continued elsewhere))