She giggled as she read her mother's letter. Her 3 roommates, Sam, Alex and Clover, looked at her as she walked out of the entryway and sat down on the couch by Clover. She smiled at the purple lipstick impression her mother had put at the bottom of the letter by her signature.

"Ooh, whacha got there, home girl?" Alex asked seeing the smile on her face.

"Is that a letter from your mother?" Sam asked, leaning over Clover to see the letter.

"Hey, I get to see it first! She's sitting by me!" Clover said pushing them back. Their roommate giggled again.

"I don't think you three would understand it anyway." She showed them the front of her letter. "For the simple reason that it's in Japanese."

Sam took the letter from her and took out her Com Powder. "I thought you told us your mother was an American."

She smiled as she leaned lightly on Clover's shoulder. "She is but my father's Japanese. She learned it so she could talk to me before I learned English. I couldn't really talk to her since I was forbidden to see her or my father. So she'd write me letters. That kiss mark at the bottom is from a unique lipstick I gave her for Christmas several years ago. She only uses it to send me kisses in the mail."

Clover put her arm around her shoulders. "That is so sweet. You're loved, baby. You really are loved."

Sam and Alex read the translated version of her letter on the screen. "Uh, little sis, if you can't see her why does she say 'since we last saw each other'?" Alex asked. "How do you do that?"

"Oh, don't call her 'little sis', Alex. She maybe younger than us but she's a super spy too." Sam chided gently. "Besides, she acts more mature than all 3 of us combined."

"It's alright, Sam. I don't mind." She said with a smile. "What Mother means, Alex, is that she doesn't have a recent photo of me and not even the Center's agents in our area have been able to record my position."

"Somebody's too good at her spy career." Clover beeped her nose with a finger. "You'll have to screw up a couple times on purpose to make your mommy happy, Kiddo."

She stuck out her tongue playfully. Sam and Alex went back to reading the translated version of the letter.

"Wow. Your mom didn't like your cadet roomies, did she?" Sam whistled. She shook her head.

"She felt they were holding me back." She told them. "I have to say I had to agree with her. Huh?" She looked down them covered her eyes. "Um, ladies…I suggest you don't look down and brace yourselves."

"Huh?" The three spies looked down and the four girls fell into the abyss that had replaced the couch.

"Jerry's gonna pay for this!" Sam screamed as the four girls sped down the tunnel.

"I hate getting WOOHPed!" Clover shrieked.

"This isn't fair!" Alex yelled.

"Chotomate!" She called out, majorly freaked.

With a slight jerk, the 4 super spies landed on the couch in front of Jerry and Gladys, side by side. She put her hand over her mouth.

"I think I'm going to be sick." Jerry looked at her a little surprised. Clover put her arm around her shoulders.

"Just close your eyes and breathe slowly. That feeling'll go away in no time." Clover told her.

"Oops. Sorry, my dear. I forgot that you've never been WOOHPed before." Jerry replied as she got rid of the nausea.

Clover rubbed her back as Sam and Alex glared at him. They were instantly in front of him.

"What's the big idea, Jerry!" Sam demanded. "She barely moved in an hour ago!"

"Yeah! She has a delicate pallet." Alex told him. "She got sick just passing Mandy's house!"

Jerry coughed into his hand as the 2 Bev Hills girls backed down. She sat up and brushed her long hair out of her face.

"I'm okay. It was a new experience and new experiences help us learn." She responded with a knowledgeable smile. "And when we learn, we adapt. By adapting, we are prepared for anything unexpected, whether consciously or unconsciously. Right, Miss Gladys?"

"That's right." Gladys answered as Sam, Clover and Alex gave their new roomy a group hug.

"I see you girls have taken to your new roommate." Jerry responded with a smile. Before I tell you about your mission, what do you know about her?"

"Her name's Hotaru Tomoe and she's the sweetest and smartest little sister ever." Alex grinned, making Hotaru blush.

"She used to live in Japan but since we have our bad guys returning, you transferred her to our very own Beverly Hills." Clover put her arms around Hotaru's shoulders in a hug.

"And her grades and fashion sense are the tops of the known world." Sam added her two cents worth.

Their boss clapped. "Bravo, girls. Hotaru, what do you know about your new partners?"

Hotaru folded her hands in her lap. "Sam has the best grades at Beverly Hills High. Alex has a childish yet athletic personality. And Clover has, um…"

"It's alright. Take a little time to think about it." Jerry told the Japanese spy.

"And Clover has a great taste in fashion. All three treat me like their little sister. I used to get it from my other friends but these three…they don't tell me what I can and cannot do without a specific reason." Hotaru mumbled, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "My other friends did that too but not like Sam, Alex and Clover do. They respect my reasons for something like why my mother writes letters to me in Japanese. It's a really nice change, Jerry. Thank you for transferring me into their team."

"You're very welcome, Hotaru. I'm glad you 4 girls are getting along." Jerry replied. "Alright, now to the mission. There are reports of unusual activity at the Chez Le Beautiful. Do you know where that is, Hotaru?"

"It's that new beauty parlor down at the Groove, right?" Hotaru asked. "I believe Clover had the opening day marked on her calendar."

"That's correct, my dear." Jerry brought up 4 pictures of teenagers on the screen behind him. "These 4 girls went in but they didn't come back out. It's been 2 days. I want you 3-" Sam, Alex and Clover crossed their arms and legs with a slight scowl each. "-I mean, you 4 ladies to check it out. Forgive me about that."

"And now for the gadgets." Gladys said, her machine arms held out various disguised gadgets. "Today, you'll get the laser nail file, the tracer barrette with a heart, sun, shamrock and butterfly, the x-ray contacts, the Digital Freeze Frame laser camera, and the Wind Tunnel 3000 hair dyer."

"Thanks, Gladys." Sam picked up the butterfly. "Here, Hotaru. You wear the purple butterfly. It'll go with your spy outfit better. We'll just pin back some of your hair at your left temple and ta-da. You've got a stylish gadget."

Hotaru giggled ad Gladys presented her with a couple more gadgets. "These gadgets are for our new little super spy." The female computer told Hotaru holding out a tray and a backpack. "This is your jetpack backpack. It not only holds your gadgets but it's a mode of transportation for any spy. On the tray is your new Com Powder, a net launcher mascara, a hologram mood ring, the data processing diamond pendent, an ultra sensitive earring communicator, a bottle of laser-activated acid fingernail polish in lavender pearl and liquid nitrogen perfume spray."

"We had those on our last few missions. It's always good to have a few other gadgets on hand just in case." Alex pointed out as Hotaru put the gadgets in her jetpack backpack, all but her Com Powder. "Let's see what your spy suit looks like."

Hotaru opened her Com Powder as she stood and pressed a button. A purple suit appeared on her body with heels a little higher than the other girls' heels. "How do I look?"

Her 3 teammates hugged her, already in their spy suits. Sam kissed her cheek. "You look fabulous!"

Have fun, spies." Jerry waved at the four girls. They looked down and gulped. They clung to each other as they dropped into the missing floor with a unified scream. "I just know they'll forgive me for this, Gladys. They're going to have so much fun."