Amy gave the new Andy a puzzled look.  "But how?" she asked.  "And why?"

            "I don't know," he said, sitting on a couch in that room.

            "Does anyone know?" she asked pleadingly.

            "Who cares?" someone else asked.

            Amy sighed.  Obviously these young Andy's emotions had been tampered with too.  "Did they use growth acceleration on you?" Amy asked, hoping not.

            "Yes," one of them said.  He pointed at the newborn Amys.  "They'll be old enough for us in two days."

            "Doesn't that bother you that they're only babies, and you'll be old enough to date by tomorrow?" Amy inquired.

            "No," another Andy said.  "Why should it?  They'll look just like Annie in two days."

            "Annie?" Amy shrieked.  "Did they clone those Amys from her?"

            "Yeah, and that actress," another Andy said.

            The name Annie reminded Amy of something.  "The others!  I have to warn the others!"

            This might not be so easy, Amy thought, considering that each of the other Amys were tied to chairs.  When she arrived back in the room, she realized that Jeanine wasn't moving.

            "She ran out of batteries," Linda said lamely.

            "Oh," Amy said.  "I see."
            "You're free, so get us out of here!" Aly ordered.

            "Good thinking!" Eight said.

            "No," Linda said.  "You stay.  I don't get paid if you leave."

            "I don't care," Amy said.

            When Amy tried to untie Amy One, Linda tried to punch her, and she dodged the attack.  Emotionlessly, Linda tried to kick her.  Although Linda did not have much experience with her powers, she was still fairly strong.  She managed to avoid every attack Amy tried to take on her, when Aly mouthed an idea.  It was a good thing that Amy could lip-read.

            "Use your hairpin, and puncture her ear," Aly whispered.

            Not a bad idea, Amy thought.  But it would definitely be harder than it sounded.  A hairpin wouldn't be sharp enough, though.  Luckily, Two had been writing when she was captured, and had a sharp pencil behind her ear.  Quickly, Amy dashed over to where she was, and took the pencil.

            "You can't fight with a pencil," Linda said.

            "I'm not trying to fight.  I'll stay, really," Amy said.

            "Okay," Linda said, standing there.

            Amy used Linda's staring as an opportunity to deactivate her.  "Yes!" Amy Five said.

            Just then, Amy felt a hand on her shoulder.  "Number Seven?"