On the Warrior Dome, Odious and Ripcon appeared in Cosmo's office, where Wrench, Galvinax and Cosmo were waiting for them. Cosmo was currently on the phone, while Galvinax appeared to be seething, his naginata gripped tightly in his hand. Wrench was there, holding his tablet, and looking more than a little hesitant to be so close to Galvinax in his current mood.

"Champ..."

Ripcon was interrupted as Cosmo held up a hand, before gesturing to the phone. He just sighed.

"But I'm not asking for much, just a few extra runs of those action figures." Cosmo stated, before he listened to the answer on the other end. "What do you mean they don't sell? Really? Your focus groups say that...well you know what you can tell your focus groups to do, I'm the one that sees the figures flying off my shelves!"

There was more chatter on the other end, while Cosmo mimed a mouth flapping with his hand, showing utter disdain for the man on the other end. He just rolled his eyes.

"Listen you jumped up little shit, I'm telling you, I'm the one that sells the stupid things and I'm telling you..." He didn't look happy as he seemed to be interrupted. "I can't keep the female action figures on the damn shelves! Really? Those are your sales reports? Well...how do you expect the girls to sell if we never have any?"

He growled in frustration, stroking his brow as he listened to the response.

"Well yes, if I sell 10,000 Pink Ranger figures and 20,000 Red Ranger figures, then of course I've sold twice as many..." Cosmo just got more and more irritated by the look of his expression. "Well if you only SEND me 10,000 Pink Ranger figures for every 50,000 Red Ranger figures but all 10,000 Pink Rangers sell out while only 20,000 Red Rangers sell, then the Pink Rangers have a one hundred percent selling rate while the Red Rangers have only a forty percent..."

He slapped his hand on his forehead and leant back into his chair.

"Girls don't buy action figures and boys don't buy 'dolls'? That is the stupidest bloody thing I've ever heard! I'VE WATCHED THEM SELL!" Cosmo yelled down the phone. "And will you quit with the over-saturation of the legacy line? I know nostalgia sells, but how many kids do you think know about competitors that left the show 20 years ago!"

He slammed down the phone and looked to the others and smiled.

"Sorry about that." Cosmo said, gesturing to Ripcon to continue. "You were telling us about your search for the Gold Ranger."

"Champ, why did you pull me out of that fight? I was about to..."

"Your vendetta is of no concern to me!" Galvinax interrupted Ripcon. "Go get slaughtered by the Rangers all you want on your own time for all I care! I told you I want you to bring me the Gold Ranger!"

"I was working on it!" Ripcon yelled at him.

"Really? Because it looked like all you were doing was getting a close trim." Odious teased him, inspecting his severed horn. Cosmo clicked his fingers and gestured to her to give it to him. He smiled.

"Hmm...the Red Ranger disfigured Ripcon. It looks like he took round two of your little feud." Cosmo said, looking to Galvinax. "Remind me to get some promotional shots of Ripcon with his horn..."

Galvinax slammed a fist down on Cosmo's table, shattering a snowglobe he had there. He just sighed.

"That WAS an antique." Cosmo told him. Galvinax just growled, at which Cosmo decided to back off. He could get his promo shots for the Ripcon/Red Ranger feud later.

"I don't care if the Rangers turn your mother into the world's largest portion of barbecue ribs and make you watch as they eat her! Get down to Earth and search for the Gold Ranger! Until he's found and the traitor that brought him here is revealed, that is your ONLY concern!" Galvinax said menacingly as he approached Ripcon.

"But Champ..."

"That is your ONLY concern!" Galvinax reiterated. "I expect progress..."

"I know who the Gold Ranger is!" Ripcon interrupted him, remembering seeing the Gold Power Star falling out of Tom's briefcase. While he was quite dismissive of humans as a species, he wasn't ignorant enough to believe they all looked the same. He had gotten a good look at Tom, he would recognise him anywhere. His ridiculous dress sense would make him all too easy to find. Not many people in California walked around in business suits and cowboy hats! "I saw him! I saw his face! I can find him!"

"Then what are you still doing here?" Galvinax growled, at which Ripcon turned, gesturing to Wrench to follow him.

"Come with me rust-bucket!" He snapped. As they left, Odious stroked her chin.

"Odd, isn't it?" She asked. "He saw the Gold Ranger, and yet he broke off his pursuit of him to fight the Rangers."

Cosmo straightened up in his chair as Galvinax turned towards his manager.

"He also failed to mention he had seen him. That's an important detail, the kind of thing I'd have thought he'd mention right away." Odious continued with her 'random' thought. In her mind though, she was sowing the seeds of a narrative, one she was planning to sell Galvinax and Cosmo. She didn't need anyone linking her to the Gold Ranger, and the easiest way to move the suspicion from herself was to find a scapegoat. Or, in this case...scapepig! "Why, if I didn't know any better, it would almost seem like he didn't want to find the Gold Ranger."

"Keep an eye on him." Galvinax told them both. "If he gives you any reason to suspect he's the traitor, I'll destroy him myself!"

With that, Galvinax left the room. Odious left shortly afterwards, while Cosmo just dialled the phone and sighed, shaking his head at the damaged snowglobe.

"Mikey my man, tell me, where are we on the Gold Ranger figures?" Cosmo asked. "I have a feeling he'll be around for a while yet, and I want the merchandise ready while he's hot, hot, hot!"

At the Ranger Base, the team had assembled to discuss their next move. The attack at the signing wasn't exactly terribly surprising, Galvinax's monsters had a habit of attacking any event or area that was densely populated, but that didn't mean it wasn't worrying. Preston was checking a report.

"The news is reporting very few casualties." Preston told them. "It looks like most people got away alright; those that were hurt have already been taken to the hospital."

"That's one thing at least." Calvin commented. "Victor's going to have one hell of a headache that's for sure."

"Did the news say anything about Levi?" Sarah asked. Brody just rolled his eyes.

"Levi's fine, he didn't have a scratch on him." Brody told her. "I got him out of there." Sarah just huffed and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I was just asking." She grumbled.

"There was no sign of the Gold Ranger." Hayley reminded them. "The last couple of weeks he's been at every attack before us..."

"Hell, he's LEFT every attack before we got there!" Calvin added. "That's the first fight I've been in since he turned up! Normally all we find are spare parts!"

"Still, that is curious." Mick commented, scratching his head as he inspected a throwing star he had just finished polishing. "Why would he miss this fight?"

"Maybe he just...didn't get there in time." Preston suggested with a shrug. "You know sometimes it takes us longer to get to a battle than we'd like, maybe he just wasn't anywhere nearby."

"Given how enthusiastic he's been about taking out monsters that seems most likely." Redbot chipped in. "He's almost taken out as many monsters as all of you have, and he's only been a Ranger a couple of weeks!"

"HEY!" The Rangers protested.

"He's just...had more opportunities than we have." Hayley answered. "It's not like we can help it if Cosmo only attacks us once a week."

"It is convenient though." Calvin chipped in. The others glared at him. "What? It is! We know he attacks every Friday! It means we aren't surprised!"

"He has a point." Mick conceded.

"Whatever." Brody said, looking to the footage. "The point is we're still no closer to finding him."

"So what do we do?" Preston asked.

"I guess...just keep looking for power signatures." Brody told them. "Anyway, I have to go, or I'll be late for work."

"WORK?" The Rangers chorused, looking surprised.

"You have a job?" Mick asked. "When did this happen?"

"I got it today." Brody answered.

"How?" Preston asked him. "You were with us all morning!"

"Let's just say I got an opportunity I didn't foresee." Brody said with a smirk. He was tempted to tell the others about his job, but since the concert wasn't for another week, and he wanted to see their faces when he provided them all with the backstage passes Levi had promised him, he figured it was best not to tell them he was going to work as Levi's bodyguard. Besides, given how much Hayley and especially Sarah were flailing over him earlier, he had a feeling he might just have to protect Levi from THEM if he brought his friends along. "I'm on the Ninja-Comm if you need me."

With that, he left the base, leaving the team to return to their work. Mick just shrugged and turned to face the Nexus Prism.

"Come on Nexus Prism." He said, winding up his throw. "Daddy's looking for a new Power Star!"

Up on the Warrior Dome, Wrench was going over the footage of the battle with Ripcon, trying to find a good shot of Tom. Ripcon was pacing as Wrench looked for the ideal shot.

"I've already told you which one it is, the dark-skinned one with the silly suit and hat!" Ripcon stated.

"Silly suit and...Ripcon, you just described most of the people that were there!" Wrench yelled at him.

"Well, he was male...and dark skinned!" Ripcon reiterated.

"That really doesn't narrow it down..."

"THERE! That's him!" Ripcon called out, pointing to the screen. Wrench paused the footage. "Wind it back...stop right there...yes, THAT one!"

"Him?" Wrench, asked as he saw Ripcon pointing to Tom. "Are you sure?"

"I'm telling you I saw him! He had the Gold Power Star in that case he was carrying!" Ripcon assured him. "Well, FIND HIM!"

"Alright." Wrench sighed. "One facial recognition search coming up!"

Meanwhile, in his hotel room, Levi was sitting in a chair, getting a little agitated as people fussed over him. Completely at Tom's insistence, he had agreed to have a check-up to make sure that he hadn't been shaken up too much, but Tom was so anal that his idea of a 'little check-up' appeared to be setting up a hospital ward in his suite! He just sighed as a doctor took his blood pressure.

"Your blood pressure is a little higher than I'd like to see." He commented.

"I can't IMAGINE why." Levi mumbled sarcastically, keeping the thermometer in his mouth. Another doctor took it out, looking at it.

"His temperature's a little high..."

"It might have something to do with all the people in the room!" Levi commented as the team of doctors checked over all their tests. "Tom, is all of this completely necessary? I don't have so much as a hangnail!"

"We just want to be sure of that." Tom told him. "That fight was pretty wild, we don't know..."

"Tom, you're talking to a guy that grew up riding bulls for fun." Levi chuckled as he patted him on the shoulder. "If Zeus couldn't shake me up when he was in a mood, I don't think..."

"Levi, you have a concert soon! If it was up to me, you wouldn't be within a hundred miles of Monster Central." Tom stated.

"It's just as well it's not up to you then isn't it?" Levi said with a smirk. "You work for me remember?"

"Did...did you seriously just threaten to fire your own brother?" Tom asked, looking a little put out. Levi just laughed.

"Funny how you remember that when it suits you." Levi told him, looking to the doctors. "Would y'all mind clearing up the ER? I kind of want my suite back to relax."

The doctors started to pack up and leave as Tom walked up to him.

"Levi, there's no shame in cancelling." Tom pressed on. "We can...honour these tickets in Reefside, or Silver Hills or Corinth or...anywhere with a few miles between there and here."

"But then my fans here would have to travel. That means taking time off from work, paying for plane or bus tickets, hotel rooms, that's quite a lot of money for some folks." Levi told him. He did genuinely hold a lot of concern for his fans. While he knew that some members of his management team always preferred to concentrate on their 'gold ticket' market, people that could afford pretty much everything and anything they were willing to sell, and who would pay for the privilege of getting within a hundred feet of him, he knew that a lot of his fans were not made of money.

For a lot of people they had saved for a long time to afford tickets in the nosebleeds. When he was first starting out, he would regularly do gigs in venues that barely held more than double-figures and sell tickets for more than ten dollars apiece. It was those fans that gave him his start, and he felt a certain loyalty to them. Of course, there was another reason he wanted to hang around Summer Cove. He seemed to feel more familiarity around here than he did anywhere else he had been recently, and it seemed to be helping him make sense of his memories. He didn't want to leave prematurely if he didn't need to.

"That's admirable, but we're talking about your life!" Tom told him.

"That would be why I hired a bodyguard!" Levi said as he smiled. Tom just stared at him.

"You...you hired a bodyguard?" He asked him. "Well, I'll overlook the fact you didn't run that past your manager and say that's the first smart decision I've heard you make today."

Just then, there was a knock at the door, before one of the security men opened the door, letting Brody in. Levi just smiled.

"Speak of the devil and he appears!" Levi said, offering his hand for a handshake. "Brody my man!"

Brody reluctantly took his hand and shook it. He looked to Tom, who was just staring with his mouth open. He couldn't tell if Tom remembered him from the signing and wasn't happy to see him, or if he just didn't know why Brody was there. Tom flicked a thumb in his direction.

"THIS is your bodyguard?" He asked.

"Yeah." Brody answered. "What of it?"

"Well, for one thing, you're a kid!" Tom stated.

"He's only a few years younger than me." Levi commented. "How old are you Brody?"

"Eighteen." Brody told him. "Well...seventeen and a bit, I'll be eighteen in..."

"I'm 22." Levi said, putting his hands on his hips, almost as though to taunt Tom. He just shook his head and got his phone out.

"Levi, I do not understand what goes through your head sometimes." Tom told him. "You want this kid around, that's fine, but you want a bodyguard, I'm going to hire someone that knows what the hell they're doing."

"Hey, what's that meant to mean?" Brody asked him.

"Oh, I don't know a couple of dozen tough guys?" Tom suggested. "Ones that actually need to shave?"

"This is my disguise." Brody replied as Tom dialled. He headed for the door.

"Do what you want Levi, I'm going to hire you some real bodyguards." Tom said as he left the room. "Hello, directory services? Can you get me the number for Cerberus Private Security?"

"He doesn't like me much does he?" Brody asked, flicking a thumb in the direction of the door. Levi just laughed and nodded.

"He doesn't like anyone much when he first meets them." Levi assured him. He was glad to see Brody had taken him up on his offer. He was getting sick of the fuss everyone was making around him. He knew that their concern was only for his welfare, but he was never a 'stay in' kind of guy. He was more likely to be out fishing or shooting back home than watching TV or playing videogames. "Anyway, I'm hungry, you hungry?"

"I could eat." Brody said with a shrug.

"Great, cause I remember this restaurant from the last tour I had in this town, and the hot dogs were amazing." Levi said as he started to head for the door. "I never got to try their burgers though, I guess..."

"Wait...you're going out?" Brody asked.

"Well...yeah." Levi stated. "Why?"

"I thought you were going to stay here." Brody answered. Levi just sighed and put his hands on his hips, shaking his head. He had hoped Brody would be different, he had hoped he had insisted that he would treat him like an ordinary person. Insisting Levi stayed in his room to make his job as a bodyguard easier didn't sound much like that.

"What would the fun in that be?" Levi asked. "I like to get out and about, really see a place."

"I really don't think you're meant to..."

"Listen Brody, you can stay here if you want, but I want to see this town." Levi told him. "I'm going out, and unless I'm very much mistaken a bodyguard is meant to stick with me so if you do, that makes you kind of a sucky bodyguard."

"Fine!" Brody responded, conceding defeat. He pointed to Levi though. "But if you really want burgers, there's a van not too far from here that does the best burger in town, the Double Danger Chilli Burger."

"Double Danger Chilli Burger?" Levi repeated, smiling broadly as he followed Brody out the door. "I like the sound of that!"