Otis was entirely unsure about how to make a friend. He asked Oona (she had given advice before), and she said that he should be friendly.

Big help. Smiling and being approachable wasn't his forte. When Ms. O called him for a case with Olympia, he easily accepted. Working on a case might help him see how to do this.

Flashback

Olympia was staring at the screen. They had just started investigating, since she didn't want to leave when the night shift Odd Squad arrived.

He had seen a great deal of Olympia's tolerance tonight. Since the night agents worked differently, they had to search far and wide for a place to work, while keeping up with their case files.

Finally, Olympia convinced Mr. O to work with them, as a team, even without the 'talking ball'. Otis was pleasantly surprised to hear a lot of what he believed he said to her on their first day.

"Mr. O, on the day shift, we talk to each other. We work as a team. That's what helps us solve so many cases, even if we have to struggle to do it."

And so, they could finally pick their work back up on the SkunkBat case.

Olympia looked discouraged, but not to the point of giving up. "There's no pattern in the coordinates, no matter how we look at them."

He studied how Olympia interacted with both of them. She seemed very intent on keeping Mr. O in the conversation. This wasn't working well. Mr. O was becoming more and more confused with the grid.

"I'm not sure what any of these points are. We should look at pictures of the places that were hit, so we all know where the SkunkBat went."

Olympia was keen on the idea. "Why didn't we think of that?"

When they examined the buildings, they were all yellow.

"That's the answer!" he exclaimed. "Mr. O, you solved the case!"

Olympia smiled at them both. Otis took note, not so much of the smiles, but of the fact that accepting others' ideas seemed to be a friendly attribute. Maybe he didn't need to be so harsh on judging people's' personalities by their (usually not successful) ideas.

End Flashback

Now that the case was concluded, Otis approached her.

"O-olympia? Do you think that I'm being a better agent (he was too embarrassed to say friend) by trying to accept others?"

She looked at him strangely, as if she didn't understand why he was asking. Oh no. She doesn't see it at all! I must be doing a terrible job!

"Otis, of course you're doing better! You talk to me more, you're accepting my ideas, even if they're the worst, and you've even been asking customers what the problem is! Why do you want to know?" she asked with a smile.

Otis was sure that he had gone a very deep shade of red. "Well, I want to be a better partner too, so you'll...be my friend?"

For a second she froze. He closed his eyes in embarrassment. I failed miserably.

He opened his eyes after a few seconds, gaining enough sense to look less pathetic than he already was when Olympia tackled him with a knock-you-down hug.

"Otis", she whispered. "I am your friend!"

He hugged her back then. What had happened to him when he was younger was enough to damage his trust, but he knew that with her help, they could repair it.

They could become better together.