M: (stuffs face with cupcake) Have a cupcake 007. Take a load off.
007: *double entendre for cupcakes and inaction*
M: the thing is 007… this cupcake cost the Company about half a dollar.
M: Flying you all over the world to kill what turned out to be a valuable informant cost the Company over ten million dollars.
M: I’d have to eat over twenty million cupcakes to lose what you did in a single day.
007: I’ll learn to bake
M: You’ll make it up to us – because