The demented doctor was convinced that something went awry in his fantasy formula and was already underway into making modifications when he would get an unexpected greeting from a by-product of his evil experiments.

Peter (speaking most feminine): "Oh, Doctor! Just what are you doing wasting all your efforts on those immature teenage brats when you could be spending the rest of your life with a beautiful and voluptuous woman like me, Penelope?"

Standing before Dr. Strangelust was indeed, "Penelope", with blonde hair and blue eyes, fluttering her eyelashes while wearing a long red dress with enough material to overwork a whole army of child labour in Asia.

Doctor: "You! I don't recall you being one of my creations! I'm supposed to be the originator of crossbreeding! Did you get a hold of my formula behind my back or is there something else you are trying to hide from me?"

"Penelope": "What's there for me to hide? I'm just here to bring you out of this miserable lab of yours and show you a good time! And what better way than to do it with some song and dance? Now if I can find something on the radio dial…country…country…country…country…country…country…well don't you Texans have any other taste in music…oh, here we are…this will do."

Meanwhile, the three spies had just finished sobering up Jerry with the Straight-Edge Smelling Salts (that restored his vision as a positive side-effect).

Sam: "Oh, wow! My favourite song from the prom is playing! Let me see where the source is coming from!"

(30 seconds later – Sam comes back in tears)

Sam: "I'm going to bury him in a garbage dump! Peter just tainted all my memories from high school!"

Clover: "Sammy, I want to have him buried as much as you do, but we still need him to solve this case!"

Peter moved in too close to his dance partner and his Adam's Apple was the dead giveaway for Dr. Strangelust to unveil his next heinous act.

"Penelope": "OOOOHHHH! Doctor! I'm glad you've taken a quick liking to me but could you at least control your carnal impulses until the third date?"

Doctor: "But Sweetie, you do realize that I'm a scientist? People in my profession do like to get a 'feel' for their partners by conducting 'tests' you know, heh, heh!"

"Penelope": "Well, if you don't mind, let me show you my feelings for you!"

("Penelope" tightly squeezes Dr. Strangelust's ass in a direct display of affection)

The Doctor separated himself from his dance partner and requested the two of them have a follow-up date when the atmosphere gets "cooled down".

Peter raced back to tell the girls the news about his newest love interest. "He copped a feel on me and asked me for a follow-up! Oh, girls, I think he likes me!"

Sammy wasn't impressed with Peter's twist of good fortune. "We're sobering up Jerry and you're playing sick games with that twisted freak? Quit clowning around and help us out!"

"Hey, I'm still doing my part! I managed to frisk the keys from his lab coat during our little dance. You don't think I'm still up to snuff on our little mission? Man, I think you need to switch to decaf!"

A mushroom cloud of frustration formed over the redhead as everyone grabbed some keys in order to get this mission over with and to get Peter out of their hair as quickly as possible.

The freeing of the prisoners would not prove to be such an easy getaway as Cell #5 set off an alarm that triggered all the escape blockages to be activated. The alarm also functioned as a hypnosis trigger for the Playboy models to display their artificially implanted kung-fu techniques.

Clover: "Peter! We need your flesh more than ever! Remember back at the high school?"

Peter: "My stomach can only handle three feet at a time! Looks like it's up to you three and any other gadgets you may have!"

Alex: "Twelve-on-four is going to catch up to us sooner or later!"

Peter and the three spies were still managing to hold their own but time was becoming a factor. Luckily, Peter had a flashback from his trip to the bar earlier in the evening. It was a long time since he had tried Texas-style chilli and now the side effects were ready to display their ugly side.

Peter: "Get ready everyone! It's going to be a hot time in the old town tonight!"

KA-BOOM!

Clover: "EEEEKKKK! GAS MASKS! GAS MASKS!"

The spies covered their faces in the nick of time while everyone else who remained unarmed were unable to withstand the impact of Peter's gastric explosion, even the originator.

Peter: "OOOOHHH…I knew I shouldn't have ordered seconds…is it me or do I feel like I'm ready to collapse on a drunken high…THUD!

In a perfect sense of timing, an unconscious Dr. Strangelust happened to provide a nice cushion for Peter's fall.

(30 minutes later)

As the authorities were carting off the revived doctor, he still had one last statement to make before his departure towards a lifetime of confinement. "So, you think you won, huh? You may have got me, but that uncomfortable feeling down there is a homemade atomic time bomb that's set to explode at any minute now! See for yourself!"

Peter checked out his crotch, and sure enough, it was a matter of two minutes and counting before a Bobbit-ization would occur.

"AAAAHHHH! I can't pull it off! This thing is too tight! I'll never be able to man up to my wife again!"

Everyone started frantically searching for an appropriate gadget to pry off the bomb before it was too late. Amazingly, Alex uncovered the Heavy Handed Smash-All Gloves as the only possible method to save everyone's hide. Being the sweetest natured of the three girls, Alex couldn't bring herself to deliver the low blow needed to destroy the detonator until Peter realized that he had a huge secret to confess.

"Alex, you may have been wondering just how me and Quagmire could afford to pay for all those luxuries to spruce up the penthouse all this time. Well, this ties in to why there have been several break-ins in your school without any suspects, after all there's no security cameras to capture the evidence. You see, people are willing to pay for anything on E-Bay and everything that's taken place in your bathrooms, your bedrooms, your tanning bed and your pool for the past month has been lining our pockets full of green, heh, heh, heh! Look on the bright side, though, you three have been trending on Yahoo for the past few days!"

Cutaway

Scene: LAMOS gathering for Friday Night Movie Night

Terence Lewis: "Tim! You haven't been following the itinerary again! This week is supposed to be your night to provide the movie!"

Boogie Gus: "Yeah man! I go to great efforts to master Orville Redenbacher; the least you could do is make the trip to Blockbuster!"

Tim Scam: "Relax! There's no need for me to go to the video store. Just wait for the doorbell to ring…

DING DONG!

Mailman: "Package for a Mr. Tim Scam!"

Tim Scam: (thinking to himself) "Oh Sammy, the mysteries of the pleasures of your flesh rival even those of the thoughts of taking over the world."

End Cutaway

Cutaway 2

Arnold: "Good news, guys! I've finally achieved what everyone said would be impossible for someone like me to do!"

Science Geek: "Clover agreed to go out with you?"

Science Geek #2: "You saw a naked woman!"

Arnold: "Yes! Check this out! The Beverly Hills Uncut, Uncensored "Smile! You're on SpyCam!" DVD! It's a 3-Disc Set dedicated to anything and everything 'private' you want to know about Clover and her two best friends!"

Science Geek #3: "I know how to burn copies!"

Arnold: "Can you say, sleepover on Saturday night?"

(class erupts into cheers)

End Cutaway 2

After hearing Peter's dirty little secret, Alex froze into a state of shock that she allowed the clock to tick down to two seconds before taking her course of action.

SMASH! SMASH! (to the groin)

Peter: "Oh, thank God! That bomb provided a nice safe haven!"

SMASH! SMASH! (to the groin)

Peter: "OWWWWW! What the hell was that for?"

Alex: "That's for making all those DVD's!"

SMASH! SMASH! (uppercut to the chin)

Alex: "That's for ruining our social lives!"

SMASH! SMASH! (left and right hooks to the face)

Alex: "And those are for being the biggest fucking overbearing, pompous, conceited, jackass we've ever had to carry around! OOOHHH! MEN!"

Clover, Sam and Jerry stood with mouths agape, unable to believe the outrage displayed by their youngest colleague. If Mount St. Helens were able to speak, the first word to come out of her mouth would be, "DAMN!"