Title: A Wipe, Please...

Author: Geonn

Email: neil_j_miser@yahoo.com

Pairing: None

Rating: G

Category: Humor

Content Warnings: None

Spoilers: None

Challenge: Put Janet in another show (Monk)

"Janet, wipe," the weak-voiced man implored.

Janet rolled her eyes and began searching through the pockets of her coat. The man standing next to her snapped his fingers impatiently, anxiously shifting his weight from one foot to the other as she tried to find the new packet. "Hold on," she sighed.

Finally, she found the handi-wipes and handed one to Monk. "Here, take it," she said.

The obsessive-compulsive detective took the wipe and methodically cleaned his hands.

Janet rolled her eyes and scanned the street for Stottlemeyer's car. She had no idea how her predecessor had lasted ten years with this man.