The next day, Luigi spent the entire morning staring out the kitchen window, surveying the street with a pair of binoculars. Of course, the street was only a few feet away, so every stone and piece of discarded chewing gum was magnified to fifty times its normal size.

"Ooh, that one looks pretty fresh!" Luigi focused the binoculars on a piece of orange gum, "Oh, man! Some big foot just stepped on it! Eww…" He pulled the binoculars away from his face, "GASP! It's the purple shy-guy!"

Sure enough, the purple shy-guy, wearing his yellow, polka-dot party hat with a fresh plate of spaghetti balanced on top, was walking down the street just like before.

Luigi rocketed through the house to his room. In a flurry of clothing and stray paper clips, Luigi became… duh, duh, duh, DUH! Super Detective Luigi!

"MARIO! GET YOUR COSTUME ON!" He shrieked, hoping his brother was within hearing distance as he raced back down the hall to the front door. He stood there, bouncing impatiently, waiting for Mario. "HURRY!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Mario's muffled voice called from his room.

Luigi opened the door a crack and peered out. The purple shy-guy and his big plate of spaghetti were gone. They had missed their chance. He heaved a sigh and closed the door. He shook his head and turned around just in time to see Mario hurriedly stagger around the corner, dressed in a yellow-and-black striped blazer, a ridiculous-looking turban, and dark sunglasses.

"I'm here! What are we waiting for?" Mario asked, lifting the sunglasses up so he could see.

"We're too late." Luigi sighed, un-safety-pinning his towel/cape, "We'll have to try again tomorrow."

"You mean I have to get this costume on again?" Mario groaned.

Luigi considered this, "Hm… well, since it took you so long to put it on in the first place, maybe you should sleep in it. In fact, we should move our mattresses right up next to the door so we don't have to waste time getting here. I'll go get some blankets!"

Mario clapped a hand over his eyes, "Me and my big mouth…"