A Spy must always have a Plan B...

Mal stamped the carpet with her right foot. Nothing happened. The
Ejector Seat did not crash through the roof, whisking her and her
partner in spying, Sam, out of harms way, but did nothing! She was
annoyed, frustrated, but she was no damsal in distress. She would never
be distressed. Sam, on the other hand, was. He was urgently leafing
through the Ejector Seat Manual to find a solution to the crisis. The
Manual told him to call 00799. Outside the telephone pole crashed. An
enemy spy, by the name of Aaron Schwauzert, more commonly known as Ron
Swaz, was lunging against the front door, trying to break into their
home. He was a trainne spy, and had not figured out that there was a
simple gadget hanging from his belt that would open the door easily.
But the word to describe Ron would be in slang, 'THICK'. His commander
had not noticed yet. Inside Mal had finally become nervous. In a few
seconds she and Ron, who had only just met, would be captured by the
enemy. What would happen to them? Find out more on the ABC set,
Spies.