Weekly Challenge 399: Spy

Conversations of intelligence result in nothing but the pile of crap we accept as the Spy game.  I was sitting in a movie theater, when an Iranian spy whispered in my ear. Unfortunately, this was an IMAX film we were watching, and I couldn’t hear her over the intermittent loud guns and music, followed by the incoherent mumbling of the dialog by the actors in the film. Sure, this is much like my real life, incoherent mumbling followed by loud blasts of intermittent music and gunfire, without a female Dick Cheney still attempting to whisper in my ear, of course.