I Swear The Raccoon started it

Chapter 1 — Operation Handjob Impossible: SFW Edition Elliot Winkler is an Indian intelligence agent with a ridiculous codename: Agent Shit-Face. His latest assignment should be simple—travel to Mumbai, infiltrate the Taj Mahal Palace, plant a listening device in a Russian oligarch’s suite, retrieve sensitive information, and get out without blowing his cover. There’s just one problem. His cover identity is Elliot Wanker, a Delhi-based chaos-content influencer whose reputation for reckless behavior is apparently exactly what his target likes. With instructions from Major Kaur ringing in his ears, Elliot checks into Room 1808 and begins preparing for the mission. His agency kit contains everything a professional spy could need: surveillance equipment, a smoke grenade, and an experimental emergency escape gel with one very questionable feature. Elliot decides to test his “chaotic influencer” persona before the real operation begins. That turns out to be a spectacularly bad idea. One malfunctioning bottle, one unfortunate slip, and suddenly Elliot, his hotel room, and possibly his dignity are covered in pink strawberry-flavored goo. His mission may still be intact. His professional reputation? Absolutely fked.** And this is only the beginning. story goes on with their disasters