I spent a lot of this episode inspecting the bikini of our proud Russian woman, for academic purposes obviously. The first interesting observation is how she has the hammer and sickle emblazoned proudly on her breast, although there’s so little fabric that they can’t fit the entire thing. She could have just printed a smaller hammer and sickle, but that wouldn’t do justice to her pride in the motherland. Alternatively she could wear a larger bikini, but that’s out of the question for reasons known only to the God of Hetchee. The other thing I noticed was the peculiar way her side strings would disappear.
Observe fig.a here. As we can see, the bikini bottom in question is barely more than a thong. No side tie strings either. The arm on the right hand side could indeed be covering the string there, but the arm on her left is clearly behind her bottom so therefore shouldn’t be covering any string at all.
Moving onto fig.b though, and suddenly a string on the left hand side has become visible. Where did it come from? Did she have the string stowed away between her buttocks in the earlier scene?
But then, as if summoned by the power of communism, now there are strings on both sides of her thong. In fact, now it barely resembles a thong. It’s as though the appearances of the string caused her to facepalm and become more modest in her swimwear.
Viewing her mighty figure from behind, the evidence for my ‘string disappearing inside her fabulous bottom’ becomes overwhelming. Analysing the curve, there must be an entire wardrobe worth of swimwear stuffed between her cheeks. Perhaps this is a little known Soviet technique to lull the hot dog scoffing Yankees into staring at her barely covered derrière. I know it’s distracted me from writing about anything in this post, and I’m not even from Murica.
The American though has been well trained in this sort of tactical diplomatic warfare. In one deft swoop, he grabs the fabric and pulls a substantial chunk of it from its hiding place, making the bikini bottom appear far more conservative (which is ironic, considering conservative vs communism and all that). That said, he does appear to have pulled the entire swimwear far up her body, giving the Soviet spy an almightly wedgie, although maybe that was an intentional piece of intimidating bullying.
When the robots arrive though, the Soviet spy has discovered her bikini has gotten to the place that it almost covers her entire bottom, a grave mistake in her mission. In order to not get berated by her fellow Soviet, she hastily stuffs most of the swimwear back between her cheeks again, and she returns to the barely-more-than-a-thong that we saw when she begun her tactical assault.