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Vesper Lynd: Even accountants have imagination.Bond, I will be keeping my eye on our government's money - and off your perfectly-formed arse. You think of women as disposable pleasures, rather than meaningful pursuits. Vesper Lynd: But it wouldn't be a stretch to imagine.Now, having just met you, I wouldn't go as far as calling you a cold-hearted bastard. former SAS types with easy smiles and expensive watches. And that makes perfect sense! Since MI6 looks for maladjusted young men, who give little thought to sacrificing others in order to protect Queen and country. Vesper Lynd: Oh, you are? I like this poker thing.And since your first thought about me ran to 'orphan,' that's what I'd say you are. Which means you were at that school by the grace of someone else's charity - hence that chip on your shoulder. But you wear it with such disdain, my guess is you didn't come from money, and your school friends never let you forget it. Naturally you think human beings dress like that. by the cut of your suit, you went to Oxford or wherever. Now, I'd have normally gone with 'only child,' but, you see, by the way you ignored the quip about your parents. Which gives her a somewhat *prickly* demeanor, and ironically enough, makes it less likely for her to be accepted and promoted by her male superiors, who mistake her insecurities for arrogance. Being more aggressive than her female colleagues. But this one overcompensates by wearing slightly masculine clothing. Vesper Lynd: Which one can say of any attractive woman with half a brain.James Bond: About you, Miss Lynd? Well, your beauty's a problem.Vesper Lynd: What else can you surmise, Mr.

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