Kim hopped out from the large steps of the semi truck followed soon after by Ron with a stumble.

"Thanks for the lift, Chuck!" Kim smiled, putting a hand on her hip. Chuck gave out a loud hoot "Whooooo-Weeee, Kim! Are you kidding?! That's no problem after you delivered those Hundred and Fifty gallons of BBQ sauce from the floating down that raging river!" Chuck boomed giving Kim two thumbs up.

"Aw, it was no big." Kim said putting her hand up and shaking her head.

"Any time, Kim!" Chuck laughed; reaching over and slamming the passenger door shut. Then wheels of the truck turned forward and zoomed off. Kim waved to the truck and two loud honks sounded. Kim turned to Ron, "He's a great guy."

"Hundred and Fifty gallons?!" Ron said in shock. Kim nodded her head with a shrug.

"Come on, Ron, we're here."

"Let's find the manager." Kim said as she hopped onto an old dock. It wobbled a bit under her weight as she adjusted her feet. "A little rickety isn't it?" She said to her self as she saw Ron struggling to get his own footing. "Need help, Ron?" She said stepping her way towards him. "Yeah, little bit!" He said as he almost tripped again. Kim had just reached Ron and helped him to his feet when they heard a voice coming from one of the docked boats.

"Hey! You, Kim Possible?" He yelled out. "Come off that old dock and get yourselves over here!" He shouted out and disappeared into the boat.

Once inside, Kim's hands were immediately grabbed by the mans,

"Hiya, The name's Jessie, Jessie Conrad!" He grinned, now shaking her hand.

"Uh, nice to meet you, Mr. Conrad." She said slipping her hands away.

"Please, call me Jessie" He insisted.

"Okay ... Jessie-"

"Yes?" He asked anxiously

"Are you the manager of this cargo bays activities?" she asked.

"Yes I sure am!" He said stroking his straggly beard.

"Then can you tell me anything about the some missing Bananas?"

"I sure can little lady."

"Great! What can you tell us?"

"Well, they were stolen."

Kim paused waiting for Jessie to finish ... "And?"

"Oh! And they're gone now."

"Yes, well, I know that. Okay then, what exactly happened?"

"Oh! Okay, well this really pretty lady jumped onto the boat and I was like, 'Hello, pretty lady!'"

"Pretty lady?" Ron looked at Jessie.

"Yeah, and she was with some ugly blue guy ..."

"Drakken." Kim and Ron spoke simultaneously.

"Uh, yeah, anyways, I wasn't gonna give the 'naners up with out a fight- but then her hands, like, caught on fire or something!! and I was like, 'whoa!' I ain't messin' with that! I mean, it was green, man!"

"That's Shego alright." Kim's eyes drifted back, "Then what, Jessie?"

"Then I let them take them."

"That's it? You just gave them up?"

"Yeah ... wasn't that big of a deal." Jessie shrugged.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked.

"They were just some nearly rotten Bananas going to the 'Gross out Convention' in Ohio"

"Hey!" Ron said excitedly, "I've seen that on TV!"

"That's what I'm talking 'bout!" Jessie gave Ron a high five.

"But won't the Bananas be missed?" Kim asked in disbelief to Ron and Jessie.

"Nah," Jessie's head shook," Just extras in case they ran out, ya know."

Kim slapped her head, "what a waste!"

"Yeah ..." Ron agreed, "Isn't it the best?!"

Kim sighed.

"Well, I guess we can check out what Drakken did with them." She suggested. Once again the communicator sounded. Kim pulled it from her pocket.

"What up, Wade?"

"Whoa! That's cool! Is that, like, some sort of MP3/satilite thing or something?" Jessie asked in awe.

"Ron, explain." Kim said turning to Wade. Ron then turned to Jessie and with a deep breath began explaining the communicator to Jessie.

"Okay, Wade, shoot!"

"You at the Cargo Bay, Kim?"

"Yup ... I'm meeting the people here too-"she said sarcastically looking back at Jessie and Ron.

"Well, you're gonna have to Jet – some big news has come up."