Agents of K.I.C.K - Reloaded IC

[Eurus]

Grace nods emphatically. "I totally know, right? Like on my last mission, they totally wouldn't let me wear my new high heels! Said they 'weren't regulation,' whatever that means. They were a brand new pair and everything, totally went with my outfit that day, I was so ticked. And it's way harder to drive a tennis shoe through a Nazi's neck. Hopefully they go easier on you once you're not a pleeb anymore, right?"

As she talks, she idly looks at the still face-down cards. "Wow, you're good at this. Are you, like, a circus magician or something?"