Dick puts the "old" in Cold War. He's been with F.R.O.S.T. since the beginning and he never misses an opportunity to say so. He's rather proud at having lived so long in this business. His life is as strictly ordered and regimented as he can make it. He has an American flag he raises every morning and a lawn he mows every week. Dick never discusses feelings- his or anyone's- and will go to extremely awkward lengths to change the subject.

Dick is strictly by the book, even though he works for an organization that's above the law. Nevertheless, he operates by a strict moral code that gets tested frequently. His generation knows right from wrong; there are no shades of gray in his book.

Martin puts the "cool" in Cold War. Behind his veneer of expensive toys, booze, women and wisecracks, Martin is infuriatingly good at almost everything he attempts. He seems to have a never-ending supply of gadgets, skills, and fashion sense that drives his partner Dick to indigestion.

He can recite poetry accompanied by bongos in an Amsterdam coffee shop or have double entendre laced political discussions with attractive world leaders at a high society shindig. Although these methods frequently get him in trouble, he always manages to land on his feet and accomplish his mission.

Ms. Butterpat is the mysterious maven at the center of a web of secrecy. Svelte and stylish, she is still desirable despite her years of high-pressure command. She's bristling with weapons and also with manners. Her cigarette holder is a blow dart gun, and she sports real stiletto heals and garrote under-wire. She can kill you with a dinner fork using the correct hand and place it back on the table in the correct position.

She's crafty, subtle, and seems to have been present at most of the major intelligence situations of the last quarter century. It's clear she's had a greasy and slippery past which she's loathe to discuss, and almost overanxious to make up for by being the golden cream topping on the waffle of secret-ops society.

Bud is Ms. Butterpat's personal attaché. He's intelligent, sensitive, and unquestioningly devoted to her in a way the others find a little creepy. He is responsible for the myriad of details that make field work possible: creating cover identities and manipulating records. He can organize anything from a cocktail party to a coup d'état.

Before Ms. Butterpat tapped him for the intelligence game, Bud was a pro linebacker for the Jets. But, the other guys were never quite...comfortable with him. He is effete, fastidious with his wardrobe, and always has a flower in his lapel.

Virtue is anything but virtuous, a beautiful yet deadly girl. As a woman of action who shoves at the boundaries set by a predominantly patriarchal society, she is more at home in a dojo than a cocktail party and more comfortable in a leather catsuit than a mini-skirt.

She is soured towards men, sadly cynical and emotionally unattainable. The fact that she's beautiful is the ace up her sleeve. She takes a certain perverse pleasure in setting up chauvinists to take a fall. Masculinity is frequently trounced by this man-eater as she uses and abuses unsuspecting victims from her ivory tower of ideology.

With her cover as a fashion reporter, Modesty is a femme fatale, a fashionista, a drop dead knockout. She can turn your head in all the right ways. She is devious, luring seedy spies to their downfall with promises of classified information and bedroom eyes.

Modesty was born for her job. When subterfuge is required, she transforms from an average hausfrau to an astrophysicist in a lab. It's as if lies are second nature to her. With a revolving door of man-candy at her side, she floats on the periphery of the New York fashion scene, seeing people and being seen. No one gets close enough to discover her true calling that is centered in the murky world of F.R.O.S.T.

Barbara Jean head the civilian front of F.R.O.S.T. She is a former military 98G-Cryptologic Linguist and has the highest security clearance. She was recruited for F.R.O.S.T. to work as cover, but she also does her share of espionage. She has connections at the United Nations and other political and business organizations as a translator, and also as an Eastern religion enthusiast and sitar player. She can lull a group of foreign dignitaries into a trance with her music...and brainwash them!

Sadly, she has an ill-fated crush on Martin, of which he seems blithely unaware. Everyone else in the office is embarrased by her noble attempts to get him to notice her.