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Toplofty

\TAHP-lawf-tee\: very superior in air or attitude

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Under normal circumstances, when Annie would hear Auggie's voice in her ear on a mission, it always made her feel just a little bit better.

Unfortunately, this was not one of those instances.

"Annie, come on, it's almost over. Just a little while longer and then you can hand her off. She'll no longer be your headache. And honestly, it can't really be as bad as you're making it sound, can it?"

Annie's reply was fairly terse, bordering on curt. "If Joan had told me she was going to be this bad, I would have said no way in hell!"

"Yeah, I'm sure that would've worked really well for you, Walker." Auggie laughed.

"I'm not kidding. You people better be glad I'm not carrying a gun."

"Annie, I hate to break it to you, but trouble seems to be determined to follow you everywhere you go. Something tells me giving you a gun to carry would just make it worse."

"Very funny, Anderson. Next time we get an assignment to handle Paris Hilton and Hitler's love child, it's on you, buddy."

Auggie chuckled. "Where is Barbie, anyway?"

"Showering. Although the shower's probably clogging with all that slime on her. She just oozes superiority and haughtiness."

"Haughtiness? Is that even a word?"

"I can hear you smirking, Auggie." Annie was determined she was going to stay mad and indignant with Auggie, but he was knocking those walls down quickly just by being Auggie.

"I thought that was my trick," he said with a laugh.

"Hey, why are we handling this assignment, anyway?"

Auggie stretched in his office chair. "Favor to another alphabet agency. Joan didn't give me details. Why? You wanna know who to thank for your travelling companion?"

"Auggie, let me just give you an example of my pain right now. When she went into the bathroom to take her shower, she threw her dirty clothes out the bathroom door and told me to throw them away. When I asked her what was wrong with them, she said she had worn them all day, so she wouldn't be wearing them again." Annie scoffed. "I mean, really, Auggie." She was beginning to get worked up again.

"Breathe, Annie, breathe. Just think happy thoughts. She'll be gone and you'll be home in no time."

Annie perked up slightly. "Happy thoughts like… maybe a tornado will sweep through and drop a house on her?" She sounded genuinely hopeful.

"Probably not, Dorothy, but personally, I would've used the flying monkeys."

That did it. Auggie finally got the laugh he'd been digging for.

Through Annie's phone, Auggie heard what he assumed was the bathroom door open in the background.

Annie's laughter faded somewhat depressingly. "Gotta go, Aug, the wicked witch is back."

"Alright, I'll see you when you're done babysitting."

"Funny." Annie began to pull the phone away from her ear, but not before Auggie heard her muttering, "There's no place like home, there's no place like home."

This time, he probably should have wished her luck. Sounded like she needed it for this one.

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