Juni: So what do we do now?

Sam: Without knowing where the shooter is or if they're acting alone... I don't know.

Sam: Agent Harris said she would send backup. I'll check to see if they're...

Sam: This is odd. My visor indicates that the only agent within three kilometers...

Sam: is Agent Harris...

Sam: On the rooftop across the street.

Sam: Crud, I should have realized... the investigation wasn't going anywhere. They just wanted us to forget...

Sam: He wanted me to keep you distracted, but that was also to keep me unaware...

Juni: Sam, what do we do?

Sam: [[dropping visor]] We run.

Duchess: I am bored. Let's do each other's day.

[[The Womble pours a test tube into beaker.]]

[[The Duchess reads. Another book lying nearby is titled "Reversing Mad Science," by H. B. Narbon.]]

[[The Womble walks the Duchess.]]

[[The Womble, beside a model of some death-ray satellite, points to a sign.]]

Sign: Our demands:

Sign: - [[pound symbol]] 15 million

Sign: - 12 Platypi

Sign: - 25g unobtainium

Sign: - A pony filled with nitroglycerin

[[A television shows the same scene.]]

[[The Duchess prepares dinner.]]

[[The Womble sleeps on the bed and the Duchess sleeps on the floor.]]