"Office of the Supreme Wishmaster."

Derek couldn't help but laugh. "Wishmaster, huh?"

"SUPREME Wishmaster," Penelope corrected. "I shall fulfill all your desires. All you needs do is speak them."

There was a slight pause, and when he spoke again, his voice was quite a bit lower. "And if I want you?" he asked.

Garcia barely repressed a shiver at his tone. "I, sir knight, am currently on backorder."

"Damn. You mean I gotta wait in line?"

"Only until you get back from Utah, my love. And then you get jumped to the head of the line."

"I better be the only one in the damn line," he growled.

Penelope grinned. "Your wish is my command."