Danger Zone. ● Sterling Archer.

Killing Utne.

IT'S been a few days since that incident with Conway, and Archer recovered successfully. I stayed back in South Beach to make sure he would before we flew back to New York, simply ignoring that vacation offer from Malory as I didn't want to spend it with Archer alone.

"Torvald Utne." I watched as Malory allowed the profile of the Intelligence Committee Chairman reveal on her monitor as she stood beside it. Torvald Utne was a slight overweight gentleman who wore glasses and had slicked back brown hair.

I sat in one of the chairs across from her desk while Archer sat beside me, a drink in his hand. I was dressed in a long sleeve white shirt, blue jeans, black and white converse and my hair up in a messy ponytail. Today wasn't necessarily a work day as Malory had other plans for tonight, which is the reason why she called Archer and I into her office.

Malory was dressed in her usual clothing, colored Maroon, and Archer was dressed in his usual suit, colored in grey.

"The Olympic shot putter?" Archer questioned, causing me to sigh as Malory turned to glare down at her son.

"The chairman of the UN intelligence committee." Malory corrected. "Do you not even skim the briefings in your inbox?"

"I have an inbox?" Archer questioned, causing me sigh.

"Utne decides which Spy Agency gets the insanely lucrative UN contract." Malory continued. "And if you may or-" Malory stopped, and I looked over at Archer as he began to swirl his finger into his glass, causing me to roll my eyes. "probably don't know, for six years running, the contract has gone to ODIN."

"Ugh." Archer and I both groaned at the same time. 

ODIN was pretty much our competition. When I first met Archer, and he had thought I was connected with Barry, well, Barry is one of their agents, and we do, in fact, cross paths with them every once in a while. But, I gotta be honest and say that ODIN does have better things than ISIS do. They have better equipment, better location, better interior and exterior.

But, the one thing I hated the most about ODIN would be Barry Dylan, he's pretty much the same as Archer if not worse... and that's saying something.

"The organization of douchebags in.. in..." Archer trailed off as Malory sat down in her chair. "Wait, I had something for this." I sighed softly as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Douche-baggery not withstanding." Malory started.

"Nowheresville." Archer added.

"Their ground floor isn't an laundromat." Malory continued.

"Wash and fold, technically." Archer pointed out, causing me to sigh.

"ISIS needs that UN contract." Malory continued. "So, I am going to woo Mr. Torvald Utne." I cringed softly as Archer groaned softly.

"Gross." Archer said, causing Malory to huff.

"With a dinner party!" Malory exclaimed. "Tonight."

"And you're uninviting me in advance?" Archer questioned.

"Normally, yes." I chuckled lightly at Malory's response. "But, this party is different." I quirked up an eyebrow. "And VERY important." I furrowed my eyebrows. "So, absolutely nothing can go wrong."

"Well, then we better keep Dr. Bellows away from Jeannie." Archer began.

"No!" Malory exclaimed softly, pointing her finger at Archer.

"From I dream of Jeannie." Archer added, causing me to roll my eyes.

"No dates!" Malory ordered. "No one is bringing a date, so you don't bring a date!"