Shego, on the other hand, was still working with an absolutely pitiful tolerance to alcohol and developing a nice buzz from the one glass she was slowly working through.

"A spy, huh?" She nudged him with her shoulder. "I like that so much better than my ideas. Maybe I'm a spy too. And I'm such an awesome spy that nobody ever sees me and thinks 'hey, there's a green chick', that's totally weird' when I'm spying on them."