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"I can't believe these bargains!" Monique gasped. "Omigosh! These jeans are to die for!" Kim and Monique had just arrived at Club Banana and already Monique was going hyper. A lot of other teenage girls in the store were acting the same. It was hard to move with all the people jostling each other and practically clawing their way to the racks of clothing. The noise and activity inside the store were incredible. Kim looked around idly. She was in no mood to shop, as she was still waiting for Wade's call. But the sale madness was infectious. Soon, Kim was checking out clothes with the rest of them. "Oooh, cute top." She said. Just as she was about to grab it, her Kimmunicator beeped. Kim abandoned the top and whipped it out of her pocket. The moment Kim's back was turned, the top was immediately snagged by another girl. "Wade, do you have the location?" she shouted. Wade moved his mouth but Kim couldn't hear with all the noise. She signaled Wade to "hang on". "Monique! I'm going outside so I can hear!" she yelled. Monique didn't hear her so Kim just pushed her way out, trusting that she wouldn't be missed.
"Where were you? It looked like there was a riot in the background." Wade asked Kim as soon as she escaped from the store. "Club Banana. There's this big sale…" Kim trailed off. Wade nodded. "Anyway, I have a lead. I hacked into a supposedly 'secure' black market website and there's going to be a delivery of a custom-made coat-of-arms tomorrow." Wade leaned back on his chair as if it were a piece of cake. Kim looked bemused. "The black market has a website?" she asked. "Yeah, you won't believe what they're selling there!" Wade told her. "What does a coat-of-arms have to do with Duff Killigan?" Kim asked, feeling slightly confused. "I'm glad you asked, Kim. Apparently this particular coat-of-arms features two golden golf clubs set in a crisscross fashion." Wade replied. "Plus, an address and contact number was included for the delivery." He added, "So that makes finding his lair pretty easy." "Do I have a ride now?" Kim asked. "Hold on, I think you should wait until the coat-of-arms is delivered; otherwise, you might not be able to get it back. Those black market delivery people are pretty cautious. If there's even a hint of a spy, they're gone." Wade told her. "Right." Kim agreed. "Can you send a ride for me tomorrow?" "I'm way ahead of you Kim. Your ride will pick you up from your house at 0500 hours." Wade informed her. "That early?" Kim complained. "The coat-of-arms is scheduled to be delivered at 7 a.m. You should have plenty of time." Wade said. "Oh well. Thanks, Wade. You rock!" Kim said. "Bye! I'm sending you the map now." Wade answered. Kim looked at the screen as the Kimmunicator downloaded the map. Duff Killigan had better watch out.
Kim was waiting outside her house for her ride when she heard someone jogging on the sidewalk. She turned to the direction of the sound and was surprised to see a sweaty, red-faced Ron running toward her. "Ron! What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in quarantine!" she yelled. "I know, but I couldn't let my best friend go on a mission alone, could I?" Ron told her while panting. He leaned on Kim's fence and scratched his arm. "Besides, I need fresh air. For the, you know, overall improvement of my health." He added. "You are in so much trouble! Do your parents know about this?" Kim asked him accusingly. "Uh, no, not really. I, uh, snuck out." He said nervously. "Don't worry, KP. You're not gonna get in trouble for this. I'll be back before my parents realize I'm gone. I left Rufus in my room to stall them." Ron told her reassuringly. Kim was far from reassured. "What can Rufus do?" she asked, exasperated. "Rufus is a very special mole rat, my friend. Do not underestimate his many talents." Ron said mysteriously.
Mrs. Stoppable knocked on Ron's door then took a peek inside. Ron was still asleep, or at least what she thought was Ron was. The sleeping form on the bed was actually a carefully arranged set of pillows, with Rufus making snoring sounds and moving a pillow up and down slightly to make it look like it was breathing. "Still sleeping like a baby." Mrs. Stoppable murmured and closed the door.
"Ron, go back home right now!" Kim ordered him. "But why don't you want me to go with you?" Ron asked. "It's not that I don't want you to come, Ron. Think about it, you're spreading your virus throughout the neighborhood!" Kim said. "There is a reason for your quarantine, you know." She reminded him. "Oh, well I haven't really thought of that." Ron admitted sheepishly. Just then, Kim's ride showed up, right on schedule.