(Cut to Kim, Ron, Veeken, and rons_gurl are walking up a grassy slope. Kim and Ron are wearing their usual mission gear, while Veeken is wearing a camouflage styled t-shirt in the place of the plain black, and rons_gurl is wearing an ankh necklace.)

Veeken: Thanks for coming along with us, rons_gurl.

rons_gurl: Well, you've got to have a partner, right?

Veeken: Well, yeah, but are you ready for what we're about to face?

rons_gurl: Ready and willing!

Kim: Can we keep going?

Veeken: Fine.

(They reach a clearing in the middle of nowhere. In the middle is a cage, holding an white anthro mouse, wearing a GJ-styled outfit, only colored dark green and light blue. This is Irene Relda, but the heroes don't know this yet.)

Veeken: (cont) Is this it?

Kim: Apparently, yes.

rons_gurl: Hey, who's that?

(Veeken, rons_gurl, Kim, and Ron run up towards the cage. The mouse looks up in surprise.)

???: Who are you?

Veeken: Um, I'm Veeken, this is rons_gurl, that's Kim, and the boy is Ron. Who are you?

???: I'm Irene Relda, second in command from S.R.C.D, but that's not important. You have to let me out of this cage!

Kim: Um, hold on one second.

(Kim, Ron, Veeken, and rons_gurl form a huddle.)

Kim: (cont) How can we be sure we can trust her?

rons_gurl: Let's ask her if she recognizes the note that T.R.D.C.S. group sent.

Ron: But what if she's lying?

Kim: The Kimmunicator has a built-in lie detector, so we can tell if she's lying or not.

(Veeken walks back to Relda.)

Veeken: Listen, I don't know if you're telling the truth or not, so I'm going to have to ask a few questions, okay?

Relda: Fine.

Veeken: (cont) Do you recognize (holds out the T.R.D.C.S. note) this note?

(Relda takes the note and reads it. She looks at Veeken with a look of thought on her face.)

Relda: So, I take it you've met Meg.

Veeken: Yes, do you know her?

Relda: She's a member of the group this note mentions; The Rogue Dæmon Capture Society.

Veeken: But you're not one of them?

Relda: Well, I used to before they started to do things that didn't exactly agree with my personal standards.

Kim: (to Wade) Is she telling the truth?

Wade: Yep. But be careful. The group members may be nearby.

Veeken: Right. (to Relda) So, how'd you get in this cage? No, wait, don't tell me. The T.R.D.C.S?

Relda: Yep. They were trying to stop me from aiding the Supreme Being in regaining the Gem of Memories?

Ron: Okay, let's pretend I don't know what that is.

Relda: I'll explain later. Right now, you've gotta get me out of this cage!

Kim: But how?

Relda: The lock is enchanted. If you say its name, it'll unlock.

Ron: (stepping towards the lock) All right, girls, stand aside. I'll handle this. (to the lock) Your name is… lock.

(Nothing happens.)

Ron: (cont) Okay, I'm stuck.

(The lock suddenly gets a face, and starts laughing menacingly.)

Lock: Fools, you will never guess my name. NEVER!!! (evil laughter)

Veeken: (thinking) Why do villains always have to laugh evilly? (to Relda) Do you know what the lock's name is?

Relda: Yeah, but the lock's magic, so I can't say.

Veeken: Let me try something. (to the lock) I will play a game with you, little lock. A game of guesses.

Lock: What kind of game?

Veeken: We each get three questions, and after each question, I'll guess at your name, and you guess at what's in my pack. I can't ask you your name, and you can't ask what's in my backpack. (gesturing to her backpack) I have three things in there. If you guess even one of them before I guess your name, I'll join her in the cage; but, if I guess your name before that, you let her go free.

Lock: That's so easy! I'll win easily.

Veeken: If it's so easy, why don't you agree to the rules of the game?

Lock: All right, I agree. I'll even let you go first.

Veeken: Very well. (pointing to Relda) Is her name really Relda?

Lock: No, that's cheating!

Veeken: Go on, tell me.

Lock: (defeated) Yes.

Veeken: Then your name is Relda, isn't it?

(The lock's face disappears, and unlocks. Relda climbs out of the cage, stretching.)

Ron: You see, I never would have thought of that.

Veeken: Right.

Relda: How'd you know?

Veeken: There was something like that in a story I read.

Relda: Come on! We have to get out of here before-.

???: Before I arrive?
(Kim and the others gasp. Cut to Basil, Dawson, and several other mice that appeared to have come out of nowhere.)

Basil: (cont) Hello, Relda.

(rons_gurl sighs in relief.)

rons_gurl: Don't worry, they're the good guys, right?

(One of the mice pulls out what appears to be a Star Wars-styled gun and fires at rons_gurl's feet, causing her to leap into Relda's arms.)

rons_gurl: (cont; breathless) Wrong.

(To Be Continued…)