After the success of Rachel's Hawaiian-themed evening last time (as Pete's Top Secret SI campaign had taken our agents to Maui), there was talk of a festive theme for this week's games' night.
But a combination of the sofa debacle and Rachel's subsequent illness (she was bedridden for 48 hours and really shouldn't have struggled into work today) meant the festivities were quite low-key compared to how we'd initially pictured them.
Nevertheless, although the entire evening had to take place in our lounge rather than the dining room, I had my dalek "dec-or-ate" t-shirt on, Pete and Erica wore Christmas jumpers, Kevin had an array of Christmas hats, and Rachel wore her full Mrs Claus get-up; there were suitably tacky Christmas crackers... and we ate a lot of mince pies, mini eclairs, and shortbread biscuits!
Picking up immediately from the end of the last episode, the comatose sealife scientist Dr Lloyd Henström was whisked away to hospital, and Hermione went with him (Clare couldn't make this evening, so this was a good way to 'write her out'), just as Bruno arrived, after getting the all-clear (Kevin returned this evening, and slotted back in seamlessly).
My character, Barry, had 'decoded/ the doctor's cryptic last words, which resulted in us taking an ORION helicopter to Hawaii's westernmost island, the secretive Niʻihau and its main community: Puuwai.
In contrast to the nondescript single-storey houses of the natives, our attention was immediately drawn to a newly, more substantial, building on on the outskirts of the town.
Ivy suggested we take the novel approach of just knocking on the door and asking if "our friend" Tatyana was there (Tatyana Ivanova is the errant ORION agent we have been pursuing).
Big M (Simon's character), Ivy, and Barry were to approach the building, while crack-shot Bruno set up a sniper's nest in nearby brush. We didn't even reach the door when a tannoy demanded - in a clipped South African voice - we back away from the building, and leave immediately because we were trespassing.
Fearing our usual great success with dogs, Ivy - the "friend of animals" - started shooting at them.
Bruno took one out with a kill shot from his hidden location, and Big M eventually killed the other.
By this time, armed goons had started to appear in the doors and windows of the house, their commander stepping out of the main door to order our surrender.
He gave us a count of 10 to hand over our guns, he only got to nine when Barry opened fire and all hell broke loose.
There was a running gun battle, as Ivy shot the commander and began searching the house, while Big M and I cut down the side of the building and took out another couple of guards.
Bruno popped one with a perfect head shot (a roll of 00), before getting into a sniper duel with another guard, who'd finally pin-pointed where Bruno was hiding.
Unfortunately, Bruno took a near fatal shot to the head, which meant he was out of the fight.
We made short work of the men in the building - Ivy had also killed one with a perfect head shot (a roll of 00).
The only survivor was the commanding officer, who was groaning and mortally wounded. Ivy, our team medic, expressed more interest in searching his body for "clues" (or treasure?) than running to the aid of Bruno, who was hobbling towards the house, blood gushing out of his head wound.
As Ivy patched him up, the officer's walkie-talkie squawked, and there was a brief volley of words in languages we didn't know - but suggested that reinforcements were on the way, so we shouldn't hang about.
We moved out of the main building into a neighbouring one where Barry, having run out of bullets, used his TASP to KO a final goon, who was guarding a locked bedroom where Tatyana was being held hostage.
Barry freed her, and we helped her and Bruno into one of the jeeps left in the building's garage.
We headed to the helicopter, hopped aboard, and flew away...
BACK AT ORION HQ IN CALIFORNIA:
Hermione, our chief interrogator, was assigned the job of debriefing Tatyana. She'd always been suspicious of the Russian, and when she noticed that the so-called prisoner had no ligature marks from her imprisonment - no injuries at all - she challenged her.
A fight broke out, but unfortunately the more experienced agent was able to blindside Hermione, cold-cock her, and make a break for it.
Tatyana is, once more, in the wind - but our nagging suspicions of her had proved right.
Was she working with the KGB all along? Or was this them trying to turn her back to their side? Either way, it's now official: Tatyana Ivanova is a wrong 'un.
But she's made an enemy of Hermione... and she's not someone you'd want to cross!