Spark enjoyed her eyeful for a good few hours before the boys went to bed. Although her angle wasn't fabulous, she did get a pretty good view of the newsboys in just trousers and suspenders, Dutchy in lederhosen, and a good few of them in nothing whatsoever. Once everything was dark and quiet, Basket snuck in and picked Spark up from the windowsill.

"I hope you had fun." She hissed.

"Yes, I did actually. And don't be jealous." Spark replied smugly. "Now, we should go back to the room and plan our attack." Basket simply nodded, and carried Spark upstairs, stepping carefully so as not to catch Kloppmann's attention.

Once they reached the girls' bunks, Spark looked up at Basket. "All right, we need a plan of action." She said. "Did you have anything in mind?"

Basket looked around mischievously and walked over to the side of the room. Stomping, she kicked up a loose floorboard and pulled out some paper.

"Here, I drew these while you were spying on the boys. Blueprints." She lifted Spark up and spread the blueprints out. Spark looked them over carefully, then realized something.

"You were the only one in here, and you hid these in the floorboards? And what do we need blueprints for, we don't know what Pulitzer's mansion looks like." If Spark had had eyelids at that moment, she would have blinked.

"Well… Well… I didn't…" Basket stammered. "I didn't have anything else to do."

"It's fine, don't worry." Said Spark. She glanced around the room; Pillow was asleep in her bed, and no one else was present. "Now, here's what I think we should do…"

The next day, Basket stood in the picket line with the other Newsies, and began whispering. Soon, everyone was crowded around her.

"All right, fellas. Listen up. Now this is important, so don't screw around." The boys all leaned in closer. "The other day, Spark got turned into a cheeseburger." Everyone gasped, backing away.

"So… That's why you stole the cheeseburger the other night?" Dutchy said incredulously. Basket nodded.

"Is she ok?" Mush asked. He sounded worried. Basket patted him gently on the head.

"Yes, she is fine. She can talk, too."

This caused a stir of excitement. Suddenly, Jack and David came out from a nearby alley.

"Heya, boys. What did we miss?" Jack nearly shouted. The boys just looked at him, until Mush blurted out.

"Spark got turned into a cheeseburger but she's ok and she can talk." Jack was silent, and looked confused.

"Well why did that happen?" he asked, sounding angry. "And now we have to worry about this and the strike at the same time!"

Finally, Spark decided to speak up. "Now you listen to me, Jack Kelly. I'm going to spy on Pulitzer and bring more to this strike than you have at all!"

The crowd gasped again; no one dared to talk to Jack that way. Except, apparently, Spark.