Upon having told Alexis exactly what he had told Quentin earlier, she appeared to understand him: "So either you had to change, or you wouldn't be their friend anymore."
"They didn't give me much of a choice." Terrence replied.
"You don't have to explain yourself." Alexis told him, "I perfectly understand."
Terrence looked at her: "What's your story?"
"I'm sorry?" she couldn't understand.
"Well, with you following me, almost desperately trying to make contact..." Terrence explained.
"Desperate?" she questioned.
"For a lack of better terms." Terrence added.
Alexis was a little agitated, but she somehow found her way to calm down: "I'm sorry. Sometimes I don't know what to say or when to say it."
"That coming from someone with such impulsive behaviour." Terrence remarked.
"Not really." Alexis said, "As I just said, I do the wrong things at the wrong time. I'm loud when I shouldn't be quiet, and vice-versa. I think I tend to scare people that way."
Terrence could imagine that being the case, but didn't say anything.
"It's funny." Alexis remarked, "With those things showing up every once in a while, you'd think people wouldn't be easily scared by just a regular girl like me."
"That would depend." Terrence said.
"How so?" Alexis asked.
"Since..." Terrence paused for a second before continuing, "... somebody told the papers how to deal with those gray goons, people are now more capable of defending themselves. They're not as scary as they once were."
Alexis sighed: "I'd almost wish I could meet that person, tell him exactly how I feel about him."
"Oh really?" Terrence sounded deeply interested, "What would you say or do?"
"I'd punch him for turning me back into the scary queen." Alexis replied, "And I'd thank him for telling us what to do against them."
Terrence nearly stammered: "Er... would you punch him in the face or in his stomach?"
"That would de..." that's when something else came to her, "Why are you so interested?"
To that, Terrence couldn't come up with a right answer. From this, Alexis could make the following deduction: "You're the one who told the papers?"
While they were having their conversation, Rocky and Billy arrived at the quarry, to look over what was going on. From a distance, they could see how their friends were being chained to poles by the Putties, and how Octophantom and Goldar were watching over them carrying out their tasks.
"Isn't that the same golden monkey we saw before?" Rocky wondered.
"I think it is." Billy replied, "Like one of these monsters wasn't bad enough. Two of them?"
"Now what do we do?" Rocky wondered.
This is when their watches made their sound again.
"What is it, Zordon?" Rocky replied.
"I have figured out a way to defeat Octophantom." Zordon replied.
"But that won't do us any good if we can't beat that monkey or those gray things." Billy said.
"Remember that man you were searching before?" Zordon asked them, "Maybe you should put his advice into practice to defeat them. And Billy..."
"Yes?" Billy was all ears.
"You may need your weapon." Zordon told him, "Morph and call out 'Stega Stinger' and it will appear in your hands."
"Got it." Billy replied.
"So what do I do?" Rocky asked.
"You go and distract Octophantom." Zordon explained to him, "I'll tell you what to do in due time."
"That's it?" Rocky couldn't understand.
"You got a better idea?" Billy asked him.
Rocky shook his head, upon which he shouted: "It's morphing time!"
Both their transformation devices appeared into their hands, and one by one they shouted their beast.
"Triceratops!" Billy shouted and changed into the Blue Ranger.
"Tyrannosaurus!" Rocky shouted and changed into the Red Ranger.