In order to carry out a series of nefarious and underhanded plans, I have become a master of disguise.
While this is a boon in the world of espionage, I cannot be recognised by anyone at work and consequently security will not grant me access to the property, so I'll be out of the office until I'm able remove this enormous rubber nose and fake breasts.
If you need anything while I'm away, you can contact Rosie.
However, if you have to see me urgently, come to the butchers on Farrow Lane and ask for Mrs. Le Clerq.
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