Super Collie stood waiting in the International Arrivals hall of Wellington Airport, shifting from one foot to another as passengers from the Brisbane flight started trickling out of the customs area. Her long black coat concealed most of her typically skimpy outfit, with only her blue boots hinting at her identity.

Soon the B.O.S. agent from Britain would be here. Secrecy and discretion for this clandestine rendezvous was critical, as who knew what others with nefarious intent could be watching them.

Eventually a flamboyantly-dressed canine male strode into the concourse, his eyes lighting up as he spotted her.

“YEAH, BABY!”