Judy aimed her weapon. "You're going—"

Nick snatched the squirt gun from her. "Down?" He laughed. "Forget I know how to disarm criminals?" He pointed Judy's gun at her and then had a different idea. "To the diving board. Walk."

Judy sighed but followed Nick's order onto the diving board.

"Now jump," he said.

Judy held her paws up. "I give up. Just soak me."

"Very well." Nick pulled the trigger. Nothing came out.

Judy laughed, pulling out a water balloon hidden under an ear. "Oh, that's the gun I plugged with an eraser! It's called a hustle, sweetheart!"

Splash!