Pippi is laying alone in the trunk of her rental car, there's something in her rucksack jabbing into her back, and her cel phone keeps ringing.

"Oscar! Oscar! Come and get the treasure Oscar!" the recorded voices chime over and over. It's probably El Professor calling, or maybe Walter? Nadia? Tommy or Annika. It could be anybody, they might ( Read more... )

Pippi took out the bottles she got from Fred and set them on the dresser. She'd arrived in the rental car and Pip would be joining shortly on one of the scooters from the island. Her idea was to try the potion, then they could cruse around the city in the car. Returning it when they were done, they could then go back to the island on the scooter ( Read more... )

Pippi's previous attempt at finding away to rein in her strength didn't turn out very well. This is likely because a) she probably didn't specify clearly enough what she was actually after, and b) the person she went to for help was an ass.

Plan B involved somebody who had a proven track record. Everything always worked the way he said would.

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