Admittedly, tech wasn’t Bond’s thing. He was a luddite when it came to anything remotely 21st century and liked his drinks old-fashioned, his cars classic and his partners simply coded and uncomplicated.
But M had insisted. Stressed he wanted him to interview the Boffin exactly from that point of view.
“We want to connect him with the reader. Otherwise we may as well write the thing in binary and be done with it,” he’d mumbled just before kicking him out of his office.
Bond was wondering how to make it short and sweet when the lad entered the hotel lobby where they arranged to meet.
And rapidly reassessed the situation. Far from short, tasty rather than sweet, as they shook hands and their eyes met, Bond felt his palate for tech expand.