"Ahhh Prague," he recalls fondly, forgetting the line of questioning for now.
"Did some counter espionage work there during the War and spent a night in lock-up. I still remember the ridiculous bureaucracy at the Ministries when I was trying to file the release form. Damned Form 27-B." Indy still fumes a little at the recollection.
"I met Franz Kafka there you know? He was working at the Ministry of Insurance at the time. He helped me get all the paperwork done. Shit, without him I'd probably still be there."
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"Did some counter espionage work there during the War and spent a night in lock-up. I still remember the ridiculous bureaucracy at the Ministries when I was trying to file the release form. Damned Form 27-B." Indy still fumes a little at the recollection.
"I met Franz Kafka there you know? He was working at the Ministry of Insurance at the time. He helped me get all the paperwork done. Shit, without him I'd probably still be there."