I’m getting the picture. The famous couple--the mother having just recently retired--with their five year old twins, are just trying to slip quietly out of town, on vacation. But, hey, there are a few reporters around the terminal, and the father just can’t resist being interviewed, even though he has nothing to say. So he talks to them, and so does one of the twins: "My daddy’s famous, my mommy’s a secret spy." Then Valerie and Joe, and the twins, quietly slip away to an undisclosed location. I bet the boys knew where they were going.
To borrow a line from King George, you’re doing a heckuva job there, Peter.
Does anybody else think this husband’s lack of control of his mouth is his wife’s worst enemy? Pathetic!