Hello, Mr. Bond. I know we've had our brief encounters in the past, but I think we should act on those "urges" you're always talking about. Are you feeling woozy? Yes, of course there was something in your drink. Your favorite martini, so easy to spike with a d r u g that renders you unable to move, but able to hear and see. A heady to be sure, because that funny taste in the back of your throat is the accompanying truth serum, making you unable to lie to me. What do I want? I want those other jewels, the ones you were carrying for Her Majesty. One of them has something very... Show more