Grinning, he stretches and clambers out of bed. "Towels are in the closet on the right," he calls after her.

(It occurs to Auggie that it's been a while since he had fuzzies this warm about a hook-up. He'll have to get her number before she leaves.)

Within five minutes, the coffee is brewing, and Auggie is picking out an outfit for work. Which op could need all hands on deck right now?