Date: 2017-04-17 10:06 pm (UTC)
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Bond nodded to Felix and lifted his glass to Rob, then took a sip. He stood with casual ease, yet to someone who would notice such things he was coiled and ready to snap. No need, he thought, as Q didn't seem to be in danger.

"I didn't come for a party, Rob, but thank you. I trust you got what you came for, Q?" he asked.

There was the sound of footsteps and then a hand on Bond's shoulder. The glass in his hand hit the floor and quick as lightning he had Rob's in house security twisted against the wall. He banged the poor man's head off the door frame, knocking him unconscious.

Then he smoothed his suit and fixed his cuffs.
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