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"Hello, K," Agent K heard as she jumped into the driver's seat of her high-tech spy car.
She smiled as CAR drove them out of the Darings' driveway. "Same to you. How go things?"
"Want to know something appalling?"
"Tackling the appalling is what I do. What's the matter?"
"Your loathsome husband confessed he thinks he's out of your league. Who does he think he is?" If he could speak beyond his console and pulsing headlights, he'd be incredibly irate. "He's so far from your league he doesn't have the right to say that!"
Her eyes widened and her heart fluttered. If he thought Dick Daring was out of her league, he didn't think highly of her either. She chuckled and began fidgeting with her fingers. "Can I tell you something much more appalling?"
"Shoot," he said flatly.
"I..." she said with a deepening blush, "I'm not much in his either. He's devilishly handsome and incredibly brave and proudly shows off his copious chest hair and here I am, a neurotic mess of a mum who thinks spandex makes me attractive..."
"Goodbye."
With an audible spring and a dropping in her gut, she was ejected from the driver's seat and thrown into the clouds. Silly CAR, she thought with a laugh as she activated her parachute. It's you who's out of his league, not the other way round.