"Thank you for coming, Odd Squad."
The housewife ushered Olive and Otto into her suburban home. Olive immediately took charge.
"What seems to be the problem, ma'am?"
"It's my husband," the housewife responded, forcing back tears. "He's... he's upstairs..."
She led them up the carpeted steps into the bedroom where a paunchy, middle-aged man in a maroon suit and a bad fake mustache lay tied to the bedposts. He looked up at them, bleary-eyed, and sang, "They say we're young and we don't know, won't find out until we grow..."
The agents looked at him, then at each other.
"He... he hasn't said anything else in weeks," the housewife whispered. "He hasn't even sung anything else. He just keeps repeating that over and over..."
As if in confirmation, he sang again, "They say we're young and we don't know, won't find out until we grow..."
"What's with the...?" Otto rubbed his own upper lip.
"He gets violent when we try to remove it. Oh Odd Squad, is there any hope?"
Olive pondered. "That sounds like the first line of a song. Do you know the next verse?"
"Of course." The housewife recited. "Well, I don't know if all that's true, but you've got me and baby, I've got you."
"BABE!" The husband thundered, startling them all. "I GOT YOU, BABE!" The housewife joined in the second, "I GOT YOU, BABE!"
"It's working!" Otto looked excitedly from the man to the wife. "Keep going!"
"I've got flowers in the spring," the husband sang. "I've got you to wear my ring..."
"AND WHEN I'M SAAAAAAAAD, YOU'RE A CLOOOOOOOWN!" belted the housewife, now suddenly wearing a sparkly, rhinestone studded halter top and matching bellbottoms and a long black wig. "AND WHEN I GET SCAAAAAAAAARED, YOU'RE ALWAYS AROOOOOOOOOOUND!"
Otto leaned close to Olive. "Um, what's going on?"
"So let 'em say our hair's too long!" The housewife continued to sing. "When I'm with you, I know I can't be wrong!"
The husband had freed himself from the bedposts and now stood beside his wife. "Just put your little hand in mine, ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb!"
A toddler in a lime green pantsuit and oversized blonde wig ran in and joined in, staring blankly around the room.
"BABE! I GOT YOU, BABE! I GOT YOU, BABE!"
"Thank you, Odd Squad!" the housewife gushed. "At last, we're a family again!"
Olive forced a smile. "Just doing our job, ma'am." Then to her partner. "Okay, start edging toward the door, and when we get to the hall, make a run for it."
"I GOT YOOOOOOOOU, BAAAAAAAABE!"