I'm not sure what I was thinking when I wrote this chapter... Don't worry, the next two should be awesome! :-)

When Sam heard the phone click, she'd rushed Alex into the car, and drove off towards the hospital, not expecting to see what she saw when they arrived. A ton of patients were seated in the waiting room, with many long hospital curtains blocking off one of the walls. The nurses on duty weren't even paying attention to Sam, who was still trying to get answers out of them. Suddenly, someone turned the lights off, and they sat down. A spotlight was brought onto the curtains, and none other than Clover stepped out.

"What's she doing?" Alex hissed.

"I don't know. I just hope it's not going to be as embarassing as some of the other things she's done." Sam whispered back.

"Attention, attention everyone one!" Clover gushed. "I decided that you all needed some fashion, and these next models are some of my talent put on canvas!" She stepped back, and Sam noticed that she was wearing a new outfit, and not a hospital gown. Although, strangly she was barefoot.

"Nurse Raglio: in a winter fashion. See how her hair is carefully half up half down side arranged? That's all the rage. Especially those pumps!" Clover continued with her commentary, and they were shocked to see that she had redone some of the doctors as well. When she went up to recieve flowers, and applause, she noticed Sam and Alex near the back row. Waving excitedly, she steeped down, waiting for them to come over.

"Guys! Did you see my show?" Clover gushed, obviously still excited.

"So, I see that you didn't get in trouble about the whole phone thing." Sam smirked. Clover just waved the accusation off with her hand.

"Don't be silly. After hearing some of my tips, the nurses were all too happy to go shopping and let me dress them up!"

"What was the catch?"

"That I can't wear my heels. Apparantly the doctor says I'll get a dangerous type of vertigo, or damage my spine further. But, I managed to get out of that back brace. Ick! And, I mean this place is romance deprived! You'll see, I probably got some people to noitce each other!"

"Oh look! That's so sweet!" Alex said, pointing to the blushing couple standing there together. Clover only smirked.

"See! They couldn't have gotten that without my excellent fashion sense!"

" That's great Clover. So, do you want to come home, or stay here for round two?" Sam asked innocently.

"Of course I'm coming! I heard The Groove is having a 60% sale! Do you know how rare those are?! Let's go!" Clover started marching to the front desk, and Sam and Alex groaned knowing when Clover said shopping, she meant shopping.

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He looked at the various pieces of equipment and ingredients on the table. It wasn't his fault that Jerry was so stupid and naive. He smirked. If this worked, he'd be even stronger to take down W.O.O.H.P. and win. Those spies already weren't worthy opponents of his intelligence, but with this, he'd have nothing to stand in his way. He would finally be able to crush them for what they were. Cockroaches under his boot. Of course, he'd figure out something gruesome to end them, and crack open a bottle of champagne using one of their skulls. He smirked knowing Samantha would face the worst, or maybe the least, if she really had a shred of intelligence under that red hair. He was shaken from his reverie when his computer beeped. WOOHP was scanning the area. He only chuckled, as he got ready to set up some traps. WOOHP would never win against him, because whenever they thought they had him, he slipped out of their grasp like butter. Because he was smarter. Because he was Tim Scam.

You survived this chapter, so I'll tell you the good stuff: Chapter Thirteen has Scam lines! And, I'M UPLOADING IT TODAY! :-)