"So... Steven... things are going good for you and Jackie, huh?" Angie asked him suddenly, out of the blue the next morning at work.

Hyde nodded, quirking an eyebrow at her. "Yeah, yeah; she's making wedding plans and such. I'll let her handle all that- only thing I have to do is get measured for a tux and then show up with it on." he said. "Not looking forward to some pervo measuring my package, but, hey, could be worse. Could've ended up with Donna... who would've made me do stuff every step of the way with her."

"Right... well... it's good you're happy." she said quickly, and turned back to her work.

Hyde eyed her. "You're acting weird, Ang."

"Weird? Am I?"

"Yes, and repeating what I say in the form of a question, with your voice getting all high? Doesn't help you sound innocent." he said, folding his arms across his chest.

"Innocent? Ahem... that is... I didn't do anything, so I don't have anything to try to 'sound' innocent about!"

"Geez, defensive much?"

Angie sighed. "You're right... Steven... there's something I have to tell you..." Angie began, but then Donna came barreling in, followed by the rest of the guys.

"Where the hell is Jackie, Hyde?"

Hyde frowned. "What?"

"Her first broadcast was today. She never got on air!"

"Wait... what now?" Hyde asked, worry starting to claw at his chest like icy fingernails.

"She was there, Jerry Thunder offered her coffee, and she said, 'No, I hate coffee; besides it makes your breath smell like something died in a gym sock'..."

Hyde moved his hand impatiently. "Come on, Donna; point of the story..." he barked out.

"Right; sorry..." Donna said, taking a breath. "Anyway, she asked if I'd go get her a Tab." Donna said. "And, then told me to hurry 'cause she was about to go on. I was gonna tell her I wasn't her damn secretary, but Jerry nudged me out the booth to go get it and him a Fresca."

Hyde gave her an incredulous look.

"I came back and she wasn't in the booth!" Donna clarified, finally. "She wasn't there, we couldn't find her... Jerry went on for her. It looks bad, man. It makes me look bad because I freaking recommended her-"

"Goddamnit, is that your only problem here?" Hyde snapped, causing Donna to look at him, hurt. "She'smissing, and you care about how that makes you look?"

"Hyde... no... it's... she probably just got stage fright and split-"

"Jackie? Stage fright? Are you freaking serious? She's a cheerleader, a pageant girl! Come on!"

Donna bit her lip. "Yeah... you're right..." she sighed. "It really wouldn't be like her to mess up an opportunity for minuscule small town fame... I guess I was just jealous and my judgment was clouded..."

"Yeah, still not about you, Donna." Eric said quietly. "Don't hit me?"

"Kelso, you're a cop- sorta- how long does it take to file a missing person's report?"

Kelso scratched his head. "Dunno... but, Hyde, Jackie's not missing... we just don't know where she is..."

Hyde swatted the back of his head. "And, they let you be a cop? Seriously?"

"I know, right?" Kelso said with a goofy grin. "Getting by on your looks rules..."

Hyde growled at him.

"Um... Steven..." Angie said meekly from behind him.

"Not now, Angie!" Hyde snapped. "We gotta find Jacks... why don't they have little portable phones chicks can carry in their purses?" Hyde groused. "Jackie'd probably have four of them..." he muttered, stomping out the door...