We cut back to the other spies.

As Alex and Clover finish their impromptu lunch double date, the two are talking quietly as they boys fight over the check. Alex isn’t sure if there fight to pay or not to, and Clover couldn’t care any less either way. The two lean against an unoccupied booth, only to feel an incredible vacuum draw them backwards. Instead of landing against the leather seat, they are pulled through a dark metal tunnel. If not for their history with these secret tunnels they would be scared.

Rather the two have looks of boredom and mild frustration plastered on their faces. When they finally come to a stop on a very comfortable couch, the two are greeted by the unamused and unassuming visage of the WOOHP leader, Jerry. His mustache seeming more crooked than usual, clover can’t help but stare at the asymmetric facial hair. Alex looks to her side only to see a compowder sitting on the open seat instead of Sam.

“Ladies, we have a problem.” Jerry’s eyes catch Clover’s horrified stare, but he moves on. “The sisterhood is active once more. We sent an undercover agent to infiltrate and she was able to disrupt Ariel’s operation.”

“Uhm, Jerry?” Alex asked waiving her hand.

“In a minute Alex, I’m on a roll.” He clears his throat and continues. “We unfortunately lost contact after her last check in, and the Sisterhood had seemingly gone back underground. That was until today.”

Jerry displays a series of images on the bank of screens behind him. An Amazonian blond wearing an unflattering trench coat and fedora, though her pink rimmed sunglasses are stylish. “This is Gabrielle, Ariel’s second in command. She was spotted at the Malibu International Airport this morning. None of Ariel’s other associates have been spotted. You three are tasked to locate her, find out what she’s after, and put a stop to it.”

“Now you may ask your questions Alex.” Jerry’s smug smirk creeping across his lips.

“Well, it’s just two of us here Jerry.” Alex points out the empty seat. “Sam is missing.”

“Strange, we locked on to her compowder.” Jetty check his computer and reviews his actions. “Yes we locked on to her compowder in her bedroom.”

“Well she wasn’t with it.” Clover cries out finally joining the conversation. “Do you think she got nabbed by this Sister?”

“I hope not.” Jerry responds coldly. “You two check your dorm for clues. I’ll feed your compowder’s all of the intel we have and try to find Sam on our end.”