(Cue Theme From Mission Impossible...)

Helmet on head, roller skates on feet, it’s not just housesitting—it’s a secret intelligence operation. Skate, skate, skate down the avenue. Always alert, always aware. The Bug is in disguise: grey T-shirt, black shorts. (Team Lightning plays tonight, a convenient front…) Clandestine mission: obtain correspondence from secured container.
This is a team effort. The Pea holds the key. (And I’m not speaking metaphorically, she’s literally clutching the mailbox key.)
The Bug surveys the area for approaching vehicles. The coast is clear. She waves on the Pea with their double-secret thumbs up “Let’s Cross the Street Now” signal. They arrive at the designated drop spot. The Bug stands watch, the Pea tries the key. The Bug waits and watches. The Bug wonders what’s taking so long. The Bug glances back toward her partner. The Bug flips the key over. The Pea tries once more. Jackpot.
Thankfully, with four hands between them, they balance confidential financial paperwork, strategic travel documents, and pizza flyers. Skate, skate, skate back to the secret lair – marked clearly with sidewalk chalk on the driveway.
Correspondence and key deposited on doorstep for lower rung agent (read into this: Me) to place on countertop indoors.
Mission Completion.