License to Thrill

It will be like Casablanca in WWII.  Four proud Arab males, who we label war spies today, will go against my brother Peter. Peter will be termed foreign intelligence, and be the only one of his kind.  He will never use the word unicorn.  It is 4 vs. 1, so they will step away when you need to catch up on your other business.  The one rule is NO PORTALING, especially in their prayer closet.  When they come back to the spy business your way, Peter, they will find comic ways to tell you what people are saying about you in community.  Abdul will lead.  Peter, never tell people his name, stay nebulous.  You can share my name with anyone, anytime.  It is better to say Jennifer, than Jenny, at this time.  It keeps things current.  All five of you use abilities to protect one another so that there will be perfect privacy in the restroom.  It is okay to play patty cake, but deranged sexual framing is out.  You are all too good for that.  Peter, challenge and improve your abilities by DRIVING to The Twin Cities and going to ethnic restaurants by yourself.  Eat and then sit for about a half hour doing telepathy.  It will strengthen and expand intelligent spy web.  Make sure to always tip twenty percent.  It keeps the study clean, with no bitterness coming into play.  We are preparing you, Peter, for foreign travel and ways to hook up, with courtesy and telepathy, that has nothing to do with sexuality.  It is creativity and intellectuality that will become the new modern SCREENPLAY.  It will just be your life everyday.