The story begins with Mystery Incorporated inside their trusty Mystery Machine, ready for another adventure.
"I can't believe the Venetia Belmont declared me the face of Find Your Inner Beauty!" states an elated Daphne.
"Like, I can, Daph. You're as pretty as a picture!" compliments Shaggy.
Fred chimes in. "Don't be so modest! We knew you'd bowl over the others and win."
"Reah, rou did rood." Scooby-Doo gives Daphne a thumbs up after saying this.
Velma replies with, "My feelings on beauty contests aside, I'm happy you get to meet your idol."
"I know! Pretty soon I'll be modeling for all the glamorous magazines, appear on TV, do ads..." Daphne trails off as she smiles.
"Just promise you won't forget us little people." Shaggy lets out a light chuckle following this statement.
"Didn't Venetia used to be a model?" asks Fred.
Daphne nods. "She retired from it a few years back. While I was sad she left the field, she proved to be more than looks with her cosmetics. Has the Daphne Blake seal of approval!"
"And that's a rare honor; you always go for organic." adds Velma.
"Rim rust glad re won't rave to rolve any rysteries." opines Scooby-Doo.
"I'm with ya, old buddy old pal. This time, we can just relax and watch a star be born." Shaggy leans his feet over the seating, but falls down.
"Careful, Shaggy! There's not a lot of weight in that cushion!" warns Velma.
"Sure, now you tell me." replies an irritated Shaggy.
Suddenly, Fred stops the van.
"Well, we're here, gang! Welcome to Find Your Inner Beauty." Fred announces.
Mystery Incorporated proceed to step out of the vehicle. They see a two story building emblazoned with a sign that reads Find Your Inner Beauty on it.
Daphne is in awe of the logo. "It looked so beautiful in pictures, but seeing it in person is something else entirely."
The gang open the door, and are surprised to see it pitch black on the inside. Only their eyes are visible.
"I was expecting more... light." states a surprised Daphne.
"Maybe they're closed today." posits Fred.
"Or they could be out for lunch." offers Velma.
Shaggy's stomach rumbles. "Don't say that word, Vel. Scoob and I haven't eaten for, like, two hours."
"Ri'm rungry." agrees Scooby-Doo.
Velma laughs. "I swear, sometimes I wonder if you two have four stomachs!"
"I'll try to find a light switch." states Fred.
Soon after, a light is turned on, restoring sight for everyone.
"Thank you, Freddy." says an appreciative Daphne.
"Wasn't me." replies Fred.
Mystery Incorporated then see a white woman had turned on the light switch. In her mid-40s, she has straight, long blonde hair that reaches her back. This woman wears a green pantsuit with matching high heels. Additionally, she has ruby teardrop earrings and red lipstick on.
"Oh my gosh! Venetia Belmont!" shouts Daphne.
"The one and only." replies a composed Venetia. "You must be Daphne Blake."
"Yes, ma'am! I won the Miss Find Your Inner Beauty Contest!"
Venetia smirks at Daphne's excitement. "So I've heard. After all, I handpicked you."
"I've always been a big fan of yours! Following your modeling career for years and now, makeup mogul!" Daphne says with glee.
"Hm. Makeup mogul. I like that, very catchy." compliments Venetia.
Daphne is excited by Venetia's compliment.
"Daphne, dear, would you mind telling me who these people are?" Venetia asks.
Fred looks embarrassed. "Oh, where are our manners? I'm Fred, and this trusty dog is Scooby-Doo. That's our always hungry Shaggy, and the intelligent Velma's over here."
"You must be a Leo." replies Venetia.
Fred gasps. "How'd you know?"
"Leos are natural leaders. I should know, so am I." claims Venetia.
"So, I don't want to be pushy or anything, but where's my photographer? The cameras? Makeup artists?" asks Daphne.
"Oh, I must have forgotten to call you." realizes Venetia. "Nearly all of my employees have left the factory, save for my janitor. You see, this frightening woman has been haunting it for a few weeks, and predicted people's deaths in the future."
Shaggy and Scooby-Doo's teeth are shown chattering.
"What did she look like?" asks Fred.
Velma is curious herself. "Was she carbon based or transparent?"
Daphne wonders as well. "Able to fly or earthbound?"
"My, you are an inquisitive bunch." opines Venetia.
"Well, there's a reason for that. We're mystery detectives." explains Velma.
Venetia is surprised. "Oh, this is fantastic! I was so worried I'd have to pay a private detective, you know how stingy they are about money. But, now that you're here, you can help my beauty company back on its feet!"
"I'm not sure if we can promise that..." says an unsure Fred.
"Of course we can!" Daphne offers enthusiastically.
Shaggy is shown praying, mouthing "Like, no." Scooby-Doo meanwhile says "Rixnay, rixnay!"
Velma looks at the two's antics, and rolls her eyes. "What we can promise is our very best. We won't let you down, Ms. Belmont."
"Music to my ears! Though, I must warn you about my former business partner, Aisha Samuels." states Venetia.
"Why's that?" asks Daphne.
"Well, we recently severed our partnership of nearly two decades. She recently founded her own company, and has been rivaling my sales. You might just want to keep an eye on her." cautioned Venetia.
"Noted. We'll make sure to interview her later." promises Velma.
Venetia smiles. "Wonderful! I must repay you all in some way. How about some makeup samples?"
"Nah, not my style." states Fred.
Shaggy shakes his head no. "Like, no thanks! Wasn't for me when I was a kid."
"Now, don't be so close minded. The beauty industry is opening up more for men everyday. Besides, you two could use some help in the fashion department." replies Venetia.
"Like, what do you mean?" asks Shaggy.
"Well, for starters, your friend over there could lose the ascot." opines Venetia.
"Hey! This ascot is a part of me! No ascot, no Fred! Ms. Belmont, Shaggy and I are fine as is."
"Very well, then. I will be in my office, so don't be a stranger!" states Venetia, as she leaves the room.
"Well, gang." says Fred, about to continue speaking.
"Don't say it." begs Shaggy.
"Rease, ro." agrees Scooby-Doo.
"Looks like we've got another mystery on our hands!" finishes Fred.
Shaggy and Scooby-Doo melt to the ground and turn into puddles, for comedic effect.
"Let me guess; we're going to split up in our typical teams." surmises Velma.
"Actually, I wanted to mix things up a little bit." explains Fred. "I'll go with Shaggy and Daphne and try to find this mystery woman, and you two can investigate the darkness."
"Sounds easy enough." replies Velma, with a beaming smile.
Scooby-Doo and Velma are then shown investigating the darker areas of the factory, where light is barely present.
Velma is using her magnifying glass. "Hmm. I don't see anything eye catching yet."
"Rokay, so ret's go and ret romething to eat!" says a flippant Scooby-Doo.
"Sorry, Scooby, you're not getting off that easy."
Scooby-Doo sulks. "Hmph."
"Sometimes I wonder if you were a scaredy cat in a past life, because you are one now." Velma says sardonically.
Scooby-Doo proceeds to blow a raspberry at Velma.
"Come on, take this seriously. We can't play games, a woman's career is at stake."
Scooby proceeds to mock Velma by imitating her mannerisms while she speaks.
"Hey! I saw that! Look, if you don't want to help, then just let me do it myself!" insists Velma.
"Rine." Scooby-Doo grumbles. He tries looking around, but accidentally trips over something in the dark. "Relma, relp!"
"Another one of your games?" Velma asks sarcastically. She receives no response, and becomes worried. "Scooby? Are you okay?"
Velma carefully steps around trying to find her canine companion, but she too trips into the darkness. Electricity is shown around the two, but nothing else appears. The two are heard slowly getting up a few minutes later, with only their silhouettes seen.
"Jinkies! I've got the most painful migraine!" exclaims Velma.
"Rikes! Reels rike someone rit a rammer over ry head!" states Scooby-Doo.
"You said it, Scooby. I'll help you up."
Velma helps Scooby-Doo out from the darkness. The two slowly walk out of it to reveal Scooby-Doo's body wearing Velma's glasses and Velma's having Scooby-Doo's eyes.
"Hey, is it just me, or did I shrink by two feet?" asks Velma, her voice coming out of Scooby's body.
"Ri reel taller... and reavier!" says Scooby-Doo, his voice coming out of Velma's body.
"Wait a minute." Velma takes her glasses off and uses her newfound paws to clean them. With the glasses now back on, Velma's eyes grow wide upon seeing her own body. "Scooby?"
"Relma?" asks Scooby-Doo in return. Scooby-Doo proceeds to scream in horror.
"Oh, dear. This is not good." remarks Velma.
"Relma, row do rou run in rese rings?" inquires Scooby-Doo, as he constantly trips running in Velma's Mary Jane shoes.
"You're telling me! This is gonna take some getting used to." Velma tries to keep steady on four legs, but they give out and she falls chest first.
Scooby-Doo tries walking slower, but once again falls. "Rouch!"
"Okay, Velma, remember: it's all about balance and coordination. Then the rest will follow." Velma manages to stand upright on her new dog legs. "Balance? Check. Now, coordination."
She tries to run, and eventually succeeds... until Velma crashes into a side of the factory. She becomes dazed, with several magnifying glasses circling above her head.
"Relma? Roh no! Ri've tot to rell the rothers!" Scooby-Doo manages to run away with Velma in his arms, showing he has gotten the hang of walking in Velma's body.
Fred, Daphne, and Shaggy are shown investigating a better lit area of the factory.
"Hmm. Can't find any sign of her here." Daphne says.
"Great! So let's, like, grab some pink lemonade at the malt shop and call it a day!" Shaggy offers.
"We'll have plenty of time for that later, Shag. Right now, we need to find clues." states a firm Fred.
Just then, Scooby-Doo is running towards the gang while an unconscious Velma is held tightly by him.
"Velma, what's wrong?" asks Daphne.
Shaggy looks at Scooby's original body in despair. "Oh no, is Scoob okay?"
"Ret's ray charades!" responds Scooby-Doo.
"Oh, I love charades!" says an ecstatic Daphne.
"Go ahead." encourages Fred.
Scooby-Doo points at his eye.
"I!" shouts Shaggy.
Scooby nods to indicate Shaggy is correct. He then points at his former body.
"Scooby!" says Daphne.
"I... Scooby..." Fred manages to figure it out. "Wait, you're Scooby?"
"Res! We ritched rodies!" Scooby responds.
"Like, wow! I thought that only happened in the movies!" exclaims Shaggy.
Velma slowly begins to wake up, massaging her temples upon standing.
"Ow, my head. That was some nightmare. Scooby and I swapped our minds. Crazy, right? Glad that's over."
"Uh, Vel." Shaggy says in hesitation.
Velma is confused. "Huh?"
"Let me find something." states Daphne.
Daphne grabs a compact from her purse, positioning it in front of Velma's face as a mirror. Velma's reflection shows Scooby's face, with her glasses intact.
"This can't be happening. We would have died by now with the separation of our brain stems. Don't even get me started on the size difference." says Velma, in denial.
"I don't know, Velma; stranger things have happened to us before." replies Daphne.
"How did you guys get swapped in the first place?" asks Fred.
"Re ron't know. Rit just rappened." answers Scooby-Doo.
"He's right. It was in the dark, so we couldn't see what it was that switched us. All I know is it was electrical." continues Velma.
"I guess you could say Velma changed her mind." Shaggy proceeds to laugh at his lame pun. Velma simply glares at him with annoyance.
"Well, we'll have to keep going with the mystery. We can't let this distract us." insists Fred.
"I was afraid you were gonna say that." says a sad Velma.
"Don't worry, Vel; we'll find a way to switch you and Scooby back." assures Daphne.
"I sure hope so." replies Velma.
"Who dares disturb a goddess?" shouts an unidentified woman.
"Zoinks!" shouts Shaggy.
"Who was that?" Daphne asks.
"I don't know, but she must have a big ego to call herself a goddess. Beyond diva behavior." replies Velma.
A gray woman resembling a statue appears out of the darkness. She is wearing a white sleeveless dress, with her hair tied into a bun.
"You look, like, a thousand years old." states Shaggy.
"Because I am, mortal. It is I, Hebe, the Greek goddess of eternal youth. The daughter of Zeus and wife of Heracles."
"Don't you mean, like, Hercules?" suggests Shaggy.
"You mortals sure are entertaining." Hebe lets out a short laugh. "No!" she shouts in response, scaring Shaggy.
"That's not possible." Velma proceeds to explain, "Even if Greek gods were real, they wouldn't have corporal forms."
"You're a talking dog wearing glasses." fires back Hebe.
"She's got you there, Vel." replies Fred.
"From what I can see, you teenagers lack any problems to speak of. Trying to disturb a goddess rather than doing something worthwhile with your lives. Gods like me envy the youth you waste without realizing it." admonishes Hebe.
"I'll have you know we've been solving mysteries for a while now, and that wasn't time wasted!" replies Daphne.
"Isn't that cute?" Hebe rhetorically asks. "As the goddess of eternal youth, it is only fair I warn you of this: if you do not leave this place soon, you will all meet an untimely end, doomed to be forgotten. Begone!"
Hebe disappears, with her cackling heard in the distance. Scooby-Doo jumps into Shaggy's arms, both in fear of the goddess.
"Li-li-like, I think we should all skedaddle!" says Shaggy.
"Reah. Rake a reeline." agrees Scooby-Doo.
"Vamoose." adds Shaggy.
"Rake a run ror it." continues Scooby.
"Since when were you two a thesaurus?" asks Daphne.
"Oh, man! I love that dinosaur!" exclaims Shaggy.
"Raggy, Raggy, Raggy..." Scooby-Doo says in disappointment. He proceeds to snicker at Shaggy's mistake.
"I wouldn't worry too much about Hebe. Something's fishy about her." opines Velma.
"Yeah, but we need to make sure of it. Let's keep looking." declares Fred.
Once again Mystery Incorporated split into teams, only this time Scooby-Doo is seen with Daphne and Fred on the ground floor.
Daphne finds gray residue on the floor. She rubs a bit of it with her fingers. "Hmm."
Next, Fred and Scooby-Doo are searching for clues.
"Good thing I brought my fingerprint brush!" states Fred.
"Reah! Rhat way, re can rolve the rystery quick!" replies a hopeful Scooby-Doo.
"Now normally I don't have to say this to Velma, but considering the circumstances I have to. Keep your magnifying glass handy." instructs Fred.
"Rokay." responds Scooby, pulling it out of Velma's skirt pocket.
Scooby-Doo uses the magnifying glass, at first playing around with it by moving it back and forth towards one of his eyes, giving the illusion the eye is enlarged. However, he manages to find a genuine clue: makeup on the floor.
"Fred, rook!" shouts Scooby.
"Well done, Scooby! Let's see if I can get any fingerprints!"
Fred uses the brush, and while it succeeds at removing the residue off the floor, the makeup appears in the atmosphere, causing Fred and Scooby-Doo to cough.
"Not one of my best ideas." admits Fred, as he continues coughing.
Daphne overhears the commotion.
"What are you guys doing?" asks Daphne.
"Re rere trying to rook ror ringerprints." answers Scooby-Doo.
"But the makeup got up in the air." says Fred, followed by a cough.
Daphne sighs and rolls her eyes. "Boys. I'll get a mop."
On the second floor, Shaggy and Velma look for some clues.
"Velma, I'm bored!" shouts out Shaggy.
"Well, let's think of something to pass the time. Wanna talk about quadratic equations?" asks Velma.
"Sorry, math isn't my strong suit." answers Shaggy.
Velma ponders. "Hmm. How about the theory of relativity?"
"Like, nope. I gotta say, I'm feeling so hungry I could eat two horses." states Shaggy.
"Well, we're just gonna have to wait until later. I'm not hungry, anyway." claims Velma.
Shaggy tries to break the ice. "You know, Velma, people would kill to be in your shoes. Er, paws."
"How so?" replies an inquisitive Velma.
"Well, you can scratch yourself anywhere you'd like. You don't have any responsibilities, so you can just chill out. And, the best part is, you can be naked without someone throwing a hissy fit!" answers Shaggy.
Velma raises an eyebrow. "You've thought about this an awful lot, haven't you?"
"Don't judge, man."
"I appreciate you trying to cheer me up, Shaggy, but it's not gonna work." answers Velma.
"Like, maybe we can wear disguises to make you feel better." offers Shaggy.
"No thanks. Not really my kind of thing." replies Velma.
"Or we could play around and chase each other." states Shaggy.
"Shaggy, those are things you and Scooby do." replies Velma.
Shaggy chuckles a bit before repeating what Velma said. "Scooby do."
Velma sighs. "The point is, just because I'm inhabiting Scooby's body, doesn't mean I'm him. If you want to hang out with Scooby, go ask him instead. If you need me, I'll be keeping an eye on any evidence."
Velma walks away from Shaggy.
"Hmph. Fine then, Miss Fancy Pants!" replies Shaggy, though Velma had already left the scene.
Now having regrouped, Mystery Incorporated meet up with Venetia in her office. She is sitting down while the gang are standing up.
"Darlings, how has the investigation been?" asks Venetia.
"Haven't found too much incriminating evidence yet." replies Fred.
"It's like we're running around in circles!" exclaims Daphne.
"Exactly. We need to start asking around so we can get to the bottom of this." states Velma.
"Hm. In that case, take this. I believe it will be useful while you do research." Venetia proceeds to hand Fred a piece of paper, which he then places inside his pocket.
The gang are now outside, but still near Find Your Inner Beauty.
"Nice to finally get some fresh air." states Fred.
"Guys, look!" Daphne points at a man about to enter Find Your Inner Beauty.
The man, who is white and in his early 60s, proceeds to look at Daphne with suspicion. He wears a dark brown hat, covering the bald spot over his head. Having pattern baldness, the man retains dark gray hair in the back and on the sides. Matching his hat, the man's jumpsuit is also dark brown, wearing black loafers to complete his attire. Mystery Incorporated proceed to approach the man, who is shown cleaning a mop with water.
Daphne tries to get the man's attention. "Sir?"
"What do you want?" he asks back.
"Hey! That looks like the mop I used earlier!" notices Daphne.
"Oh, so it was you who ruined it with all that cosmetic gunk! Thanks a lot, lady, this is gonna take all day to clean." replies the frustrated man.
Daphne is embarrassed. "Sorry."
"We're Mystery Incorporated, and we wanted to ask you a few questions." explains Velma.
"The last name's Thompson; Mr. Thompson. I'm not telling you my first name, that's none of your business."
"Well, you're in luck! We wanted to know more about Venetia Belmont." answers Fred.
Mr. Thompson proceeds to go on a rant. "Oh? You want to know about my boss? That's another story. Venetia's too busy caring about product instead of her employees. That's the real reason everyone left. I would too if anyone was hiring right now. I make five dollars an hour. You know what that adds up to?"
"Forty dollars a day." says Velma.
"Thank you, Wonder Dog, I'd never figure it out myself." replies a sarcastic Mr. Thompson.
"Like, look, we just want some clues." pleads Shaggy.
"Clues? I'll give you one: don't waste your time. Let this company crumble, that'll really teach Venetia the cheapskate. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to clean this mess the redhead made." Mr. Thompson shoos away the gang.
"Re was rot very riendly." remarks Scooby-Doo.
"You can say that again; he was a surly guy." Shaggy responds.
"More importantly, he really hates Venetia and is getting below minimum wage. That's enough to make him a suspect." posits Velma.
"Definitely keep an eye on him." states Fred.
"Hey, Freddy?" asks Daphne.
"Yeah, Daph?" replies Fred.
"What was that paper Ms. Belmont gave you?"
"Let's see." Fred takes it out of his pocket and unfolds the paper. "It reads: Aisha Samuels, of Samuels Beauty Sensations."
"To re Rystery Rachine!" announces Scooby-Doo.
The gang are all cramped inside the Mystery Machine. Scooby-Doo is sitting next to Daphne in one of the seats.
"Ri get ris seat rall to ryself." says a proud Scooby-Doo.
"Pretty fun sitting in front, huh?" asks Daphne.
"Just make sure you don't stick your head out the window." cautions Fred.
Velma is in the back of the van with Shaggy.
"You know, Shaggy, I think I'll take you up on late lunch. I'm pretty famished."
"Like, I knew you'd come around, Vel! Today's special: chocolate covered onions."
"I think I lost my appetite." replies Velma, covering her mouth.
"Hey, come on! Don't knock it 'til you try it!" insists Shaggy.
"All the same, I don't want to deal with heartburn for the rest of the day." states Velma.
"Ah! But since onions are good for your blood, that means it counteracts the heartburn!" says Shaggy.
"Oh, alright. I'll give it a try." Velma gives in.
Velma plops the chocolate onion in her mouth, and her facial expression shows she immediately regrets it. Velma chews it, and swallows, with the sound of a brick heard when it goes down the hatch.
"Not bad, huh?" asks Shaggy.
"It was certainly... interesting." answers Velma.
In a cutaway, the gang are now inside Samuels Beauty Sensations. Fred knocks on Aisha's office door. Seconds later, a black woman in her mid-40s steps out of the door. She has long black hair braided in locs, with a patch of dark gray visible on the right side of her upper forehead. Aisha has a business casual style, with a yellow business shirt complemented by a blue skirt complete with black leggings underneath. Additionally, she has purple eye shadow on and sun and moon earrings as jewelry.
Aisha is surprised. "Oh, I wasn't expecting any visitors."
"Hello, Ms. Samuels." greets Fred.
"No need to be so formal; Aisha will do just fine."
"My mistake. Can we come in?"
Aisha gestures towards her office, allowing the gang to walk in.
"I apologize about the seating capacity; I'm used to only having one person in here at a time." explains Aisha.
"Don't worry about it! We did come here unannounced, after all." assures Daphne.
Shaggy and Scooby-Doo eye the candy machine on Aisha's desk.
"Ran re have rome candy?" Scooby-Doo politely asks.
"Help yourself. I don't get many takers anyway." replies Aisha.
Shaggy and Scooby input quarters, allowing candy to fall out. They hastily eat a ton of it and realize what they ate were gumballs, causing it to stick to their teeth. Aisha can't help but chuckle.
"I hope you two are prepared to have that stuff stuck in your bodies for seven years." warns Aisha.
Velma corrects Aisha. "Actually, even though gum is not digestible in the traditional sense, it doesn't stay in the body that long."
"Wow. You don't meet smart dogs everyday." replies Aisha.
Scooby-Doo and Velma simultaneously yell "Hey!", followed by the two looking at each other.
"What can I say? I'm a cat person and a straight shooter." Aisha changes the subject. "Now, what did you kids come here for?"
"We wanted to know more about your time at Find Your Inner Beauty." explains Velma.
"Oh? You mean sales profits or the ideas I added to the table?"
"More specifically, we wanted to know about your relationship with Ms. Belmont." replies Fred.
"Ah, Venetia sent you here. Should have known, she's been having trouble lately with her business." claims Aisha. "I was her business manager for many years, both when she modeled and right when she launched her startup."
"Would you consider yourself close to her?" asks Daphne.
"Sure! Venetia and I go way back. We met at college and even lived in the same dorm. We called ourselves the 'Shas. She studied chemistry, I was all about art. We talk just about every day, even now."
"Then, like, why did you two end your business partnership?" inquires Shaggy.
"Well, we had a difference of opinion regarding a product. I thought it was going to be a winner, she didn't, it became an ugly fight, and she fired me." Aisha pauses for a moment as a teardrop leaves her eye.
Daphne consoles her. "We're sorry to hear that, Aisha."
Aisha retains her composure. "Thank you. I'll admit, it hurt a lot when she did that, considering we've known each other for over twenty years. But I also know as a businesswoman you need to make hard decisions. Every cloud has a silver lining, and sure enough, I realized it allowed me to start anew with my own business. I'm happy to say my concealer has been selling like hotcakes!"
"Mm, hotcakes." says a hungry Shaggy.
"Rith ryrup." adds Scooby-Doo.
"And pickles."
"Are they always like this?" asks Aisha.
"This is them on a good day." answers Fred.
"So, you wouldn't do anything to hurt Ms. Belmont, right?" asks Velma.
"What? Of course not! In fact, I sent her a postcard while I was on vacation in Jamaica! Just came back a few days ago. My wife and I brought our son along. It was wonderful."
"Aw! I like girls too." Velma says happily while wagging her tail.
Aisha nods in approval. "I gotta hand it to you, you're a very modern dog."
"I'm not a dog! It's... it's complicated." responds Velma.
"Rog? Rere?" asks Scooby-Doo.
"I think I've said my piece. Now, I don't want to rush you guys out, but I have an important business meeting in twenty minutes. It was a pleasure meeting you all!"
Aisha opens the office door as Mystery Incorporated walk out.
"And as for you girls, enjoy the makeup samples, free of charge!" Aisha closes the door afterwards.
"Is ris ripstick edible?" asks Scooby-Doo.
Daphne motions for Scooby to give her the other makeup sample, which he does.
A relieved Velma sighs, "Phew."
The gang are now back in the Mystery Machine.
"She was a very nice lady." opines Daphne.
"Shooed us out pretty quickly, though." points out Fred.
"Definitely. With her business only being a mile away, that could give her enough time to change clothes and arrive at the factory." adds Velma.
"But, like, she has an alibi, remember? She was on vacation most of this time." believes Shaggy.
"Still, she didn't explain if the vacation happened directly after being fired by Ms. Belmont, which makes me wonder if she's lying." replies Velma.
"We've gotta cover ground everywhere so we can get the complete picture." says Fred.
Mystery Incorporated return to Find Your Inner Beauty. Hebe reappears a few minutes later.
"It seems not one of you took my warning seriously. The foolishness of youth at full display. With Zeus as my witness, you shall never escape!"
The front door of Find Your Inner Beauty closes seconds after. Shaggy and Scooby-Doo scream as Hebe approaches the gang more closely. She walks towards Daphne, who is frightened and has her eyes closed.
"Daphne. A lovely name."
Daphne relaxes after Hebe's compliment. "Oh, thank you!"
"In our language, it means laurel, very favorable as we used them for our gods, the victors of the sky." explains Hebe.
Velma is shown paying attention to Hebe while the latter says this.
"Oh my gosh! I have a name with history!" states a beaming Daphne.
"Unfortunately, you have not lived up to that meaning, so your youth must be taken away. And thus, you too will be history."
"Daphne, no!" yells out Fred.
"Like, I can't look." Shaggy covers his eyes after saying this.
Hebe attempts to kidnap Daphne, but seconds later Daphne is shown using self defense, specifically karate. She manages to reverse Hebe's attempt and gives Hebe a sweep kick for her troubles.
"Raphne! Raphne! Raphne!" cheers Scooby-Doo.
"Way to go!" Velma shouts.
"Ooh! You will regret that, you wretched girl!"
Hebe retreats into the darkness upon getting up.
Later, Scooby-Doo and Shaggy are shown exploring the makeup assembly line.
"This is some crazy stuff, Scoob. Hard to believe all that makeup is made right here." states Shaggy, who is sitting right above the line.
"Reah! Rit's a rodern ronder!"
Scooby-Doo leans his elbow on a switch, unintentionally activating it.
"Whoops." Scooby manages to say.
"Scoob!" Shaggy is then shown going through rollers, straightening out his physique a la cookie dough with a rolling pin. He ends up in a vat of white residue.
"Raggy!" Scooby-Doo goes after him, only to go through the same process. After falling in the vat, the two are covered in the white product with their bodies returned to their typical shapes.
"Rook, Raggy! Ri'm a snowman! Reeheeheehee!"
Shaggy laughs. "Like, good one, Scoob! Too bad it's summer."
Daphne and Fred are then seen talking to each other.
"Jeepers! That Hebe gives me the heebie jeebies!" declares Daphne.
Fred chuckles at Daphne's pun. "You did really good at showing her whose boss."
"Thanks! I knew my karate training would pay off."
Approaching the assembly line, Daphne and Fred notice Scooby and Shaggy in the vat.
"Freddy, look! It's Shaggy and Scooby!" alerts Daphne.
"Are you guys okay?" asks Fred.
"Sure! We just got a little too curious." Shaggy chuckles after his sentence.
Fred takes a sample of the white residue in the vat.
"Hm. Now I'm no expert when it comes to makeup, but I know for a fact that this is powder."
"Can I feel it?" asks Daphne.
Fred gives Daphne a sample. "This feels like the same stuff that Hebe has on her skin."
"Hm. I have a plan. Let's find Velma and give it a try." states Fred.
Reunited with Velma, all five members of Mystery Incorporated are seen preparing a trap using the vat of powder.
"So, here's what we're gonna do. I've already set the trap." explains Fred.
"Got it." replies Shaggy.
"Daphne and Scooby will hold the vat in place." continues Fred.
"Groovy."
"Velma's operating the switch, making it too slow or too fast when Hebe's here."
"Uh huh." Shaggy answers.
"And you will be the bait." finishes Fred.
"Like, get real! I am not outrunning a goddess! She'll turn me to stone!"
"That's Medusa." corrects Velma.
"Shaggy, come on! You won the track and field state championship last year. You're easily the best runner out of all of us." proclaims Daphne.
"Oh, alright. But promise you won't ask me for favors ever again!" replies Shaggy.
Shaggy proceeds to step on the assembly line, walking slowly. The plan seems to work, as Hebe returns from the darkness and gets close to him.
"Velma, now!" orders Fred.
Velma turns the switch on fast, allowing Shaggy to run quickly enough while Hebe remains a foot away from him. Unfortunately, Hebe manages to catch up and grab Shaggy by his shirt.
"Like, help!" cowers Shaggy.
"Hold on, Shaggy, I got this." answers Velma.
Velma turns the machine off, sending Hebe flying while Shaggy remains on the line.
"Well, that didn't work." points out Fred.
Shaggy is exasperated. "Gee, you think? I was gonna be toast there for a sec!"
Hebe, who has once again disappeared, can be heard cackling in the distance.
"Haven't you mortals figured it out yet? You cannot outwit a goddess!"
The gang are now regrouping with Venetia in her office, giving her updates on the investigation.
"Has any progress been made since last time?" asks Venetia.
"Well, we've got a lot of clues now." Fred answers.
"But we still haven't found enough to complete the puzzle." Velma adds.
Venetia sighs. "Maybe it's better if I just cut my losses and file for bankruptcy."
"No way! You've been such a successful model, that failure is not an option! We're going to save your factory, Ms. Belmont!" insists Daphne.
"Oh, Daphne! It is nice to know you believe in me. Sometimes, it feels like no one else does." says Venetia.
Daphne smiles at her idol.
Later, the gang continue looking for clues. Velma lets out a sigh.
"What's wrong, Vel?" asks Daphne.
"I don't know, it's just. Been a tough day and all." Velma responds.
"Like, because of the body swap?" asks Shaggy.
"No, Shaggy, because I haven't had my daily dose of kibble yet." Velma replies sarcastically.
"Take it easy, Velma." answers Fred.
"How am I supposed to take it easy when I'm in the wrong body?" asks Velma.
"You gotta look on the bright side of things. You're still a great detective no matter what, and you kept your cool during the investigation. We'll switch you and Scooby back before you know it." offers a comforting Daphne.
"Thanks, Daph." Velma lightly smiles.
"Uh, Vel?" asks Daphne.
"Yes?"
"Can I scratch behind your ear?" Daphne proceeds to burst into laughter, with Fred covering his mouth. Velma, however, is not amused.
"Not funny." replies Velma.
"Oh, lighten up! It was just a joke!" defends Daphne.
"Would a Scooby Snack make you feel better?" asks a flippant Fred.
Velma has had enough. "I've had it up to hear with all these dog jokes! Yeah, I'm aware that I am currently residing in some pooch's body!"
"Vel, relax." insists Daphne.
"That's easy for you to say! You're still you! I don't need to be constantly reminded of my situation!" shouts Velma.
Shaggy tries to get Velma's attention. "Like, Velma?"
"I don't want to be a dog! I just want to be me!" Velma finishes her rant.
"Velma!" yells out Fred.
"What?" asks an angry Velma.
Scooby-Doo clears his throat, causing Velma to look at him.
"Rome rooch?" Scooby-Doo asks with a frown.
"Oh, Scooby, I didn't mean for you to hear that." explains Velma.
"Ri know rhen ri'm not ranted." Scooby-Doo walks away with Shaggy, while the latter comforts him.
Velma's ears droop as she frowns and looks at the ground.
"It'll be okay, Velma." assures Daphne.
"Okay? I just hurt the feelings of the sweetest dog ever. I wish I never said that!"
"Hey, it's Daph and I's fault. We had no clue it was getting to you that bad." Fred answers.
"I'm sorry about the whole ear thing." says a sincere Daphne.
"It wasn't even just you guys. It was everyone pointing out constantly that I so happen to have a dog's body right now, that's what got to me." explains Velma.
"We'll be more considerate, we promise." Fred says seriously.
After thinking, Velma gets an idea.
"You know what? Maybe I will have some Scooby Snacks actually."
Fred is surprised. "Velma, I was just kidding when I said that. We'll stop with the dog jokes."
"No, I really want to give 'em a try! You know what they say: when in Rome, do as the Romans do." explains Velma.
"I think you mean Greeks." replies Daphne.
"Well, okay." says an unsure Fred. He gives Velma two Scooby Snacks.
Velma sniffs them. "They smell good." She then places one Scooby Snack in her mouth, chewing it. "And taste even better! No wonder Scooby loves these!"
"Fred, what have you done? Now we're gonna have to buy four boxes a week!" says a tongue in cheek Daphne.
Velma lets out a chuckle at Daphne's joke while she eats her second Scooby Snack.
Meanwhile, Shaggy is shown consoling Scooby-Doo on the second floor of the factory.
"Come on, Scoob! Velma didn't mean to hurt you." comforts Shaggy.
"Rut she rid. Ri thought Ri was rore rhan 'rome rooch.'" Scooby-Doo sheds a tear.
"I know, buddy." Shaggy pats Scooby on the back in support. "But you gotta understand it's been hard for her. We all have those moments of blurting out thoughts we shouldn't say."
"Rike rhat?" asks Scooby-Doo.
"Well, that time we fought over the last slice of liverwurst pumpkin pizza. Like, I said some pretty rough things about you, but I didn't mean to!"
"Roh, reah."
"So, do you get it now?" inquires Shaggy.
"Rure. Rou owe re a riverwurst rumpkin rizza." Scooby-Doo chuckles.
"That wasn't exactly what I, like, meant." answers Shaggy.
Scooby-Doo and Shaggy's conversation is interrupted by a sound they hear in the distance.
"What was that?" Shaggy asks.
"Ri don't row." Scooby replies.
"You two aren't very bright, are you?" asks Hebe mockingly.
"Not again! Scooby, run!" orders Shaggy.
Scooby-Doo grabs Shaggy by the shirt. "Wait, Raggy!"
"Like, I'm getting a sense of deja vu here! Now is not the time for games, Scoob!" shouts a stern Shaggy.
"Ri rave an ridea!"
Scooby-Doo whispers in Shaggy's ear, and the latter eventually nods. Within a few seconds, Scooby and Shaggy are inexplicably dressed as makeup artists. Hebe comes closer to them.
"Zoinks! You look like you haven't had a makeover in thousands of years."
"I don't need one, mortal. I am the goddess of eternal youth, after all." Hebe asserts.
"Rtill, it's rood to range rings up!"
Shaggy and Scooby-Doo put Hebe in a makeup chair that spontaneously appears out of nowhere.
"You, like, seem like a winter." opines Shaggy.
"Ri disagree. Refinitely a rummer."
"Why not both?" Shaggy asks.
The two proceed to use Hebe as their canvas, with Scooby holding a powder puff and Shaggy an airbrush. They put on a large amount of makeup, using blush, eye liner, lipstick and eye shadow.
"Have you ever considered permanent makeup?" inquires Shaggy.
Scooby-Doo puts the finishing touches on Hebe's face. "Ri greatest rartwork is rinished!" Scooby says happily.
Scooby-Doo and Shaggy step away from Hebe to reveal her new look. Hebe's new face looks like a clown, with exaggerated thick eye liner, excess blush giving her red rosy cheeks and orange lipstick. Hebe's new face is now white instead of gray.
Hebe is furious. "You two simpletons ruined my beautiful face! For that, you shall pay!"
"Ruh roh." responds Scooby-Doo.
"Like, run! For real, this time!" shouts Shaggy.
Scooby-Doo and Shaggy make a run for it. Meanwhile, on the second floor, Velma walks around slowly.
"I'm such a big mouth. How could I be so mean to Scooby? In his body, no less?" Velma mopes as she continues walking.
Velma then gets curious. "You know, I always wondered if this collar could open."
She plays around with it, and succeeds in opening the collar. Velma then sees a piece of paper popped out of Scooby-Doo's collar.
Velma is curious. "What's this?" She grabs the note and proceeds to read it.
"Dear Uncle Scooby, you'll be happy to know I got straight A's! Everyone can't believe how good I am at sports! It's been fun making new friends, but not the same without you. You're the bravest, nicest, most awesome uncle ever and I can't wait to visit you again! Signed, Scrappy-Doo."
Velma lets out a smile after she finishes reading. She makes sure to fold the paper and put it back in the collar.
Next, she passes by a mirror. Noticing it through her peripheral vision, she walks backward and looks at her reflection.
"You know, maybe this isn't as bad as I thought. My glasses do look cute on Scooby's face."
Velma lets out a light chuckle. Inspired, Velma makes a series of faces. First, she pulls off the sad puppy dog look. Next, she makes a silly face by having her tongue stick out and putting her thumbs in her ears, with Velma moving her fingers a la jazz hands. Finally, Velma begins to head bang while making the sign of the horns gesture with Scooby's paws. She lets out a bigger laugh when finished posing.
"I don't know if being in Scooby's body has changed my brainwaves, or if it's a matter of perspective." Velma theorizes. "Ah, who cares? It's fun being Scooby!"
After she stops playing around, Velma begins sniffing and picks up a scent.
"Hydrous magnesium silicate. That's gotta be Hebe!"
Velma walks forward following Hebe's scent. However, she ends up tripping and losing her glasses.
"My glasses! I can't see a thing without them!"
Velma desperately tries searching for them while on the ground. Eventually, a hand gives them to her.
"Oh, thank you!" says an appreciative Velma.
With her glasses back on, Velma sees it's Hebe herself. She then grabs Velma by the tail.
"Let go of me!" demands Velma.
"I'm afraid not, Fido. You may be just a dog, but your youth is still needed for the gods." Hebe laughs after saying this.
Velma is furious at Hebe's insult. She lets out a burp, which smells like overpowering onion breath, causing Hebe to let go of Velma's tail. With Hebe distracted, Velma uses her prehensible tail to blind Hebe with a sample of foundation in a nearby vat.
"Come back here, you classless cur and mangy mutt!" demands Hebe, struggling to remove the foundation.
"I am not a mutt or cur! I'm Velma Dinkley, and I'm some pooch!" Velma declares proudly as she runs away.
Velma flees from Hebe, in the same manner as Scooby-Doo. She turns her head to the audience, saying "Hey! I'm finally getting the hang of this running thing!" However, Velma doesn't pay attention to where she's going and accidentally crashes into Scooby-Doo and Shaggy.
"Velma!" shouts Shaggy.
"Oh boy, am I glad to see you guys!" says a relieved Velma.
"Rot re." responds a cold Scooby-Doo.
"I'll give you two some privacy." Shaggy proceeds to move a few inches away, not keeping his promise.
Velma scratches the back of her head. "I figured as much. Listen, Scooby, I'm sorry I called you some pooch. I was thinking only about myself and didn't even consider how our body swap affected you. I was selfish and I shouldn't have been. I hope you can forgive me."
Scooby-Doo simply turns around, trying to ignore Velma.
"That's okay, I deserve that. You know, when I finally got over myself, I realized it's really fun being you." explains Velma.
Scooby-Doo is curious, now facing Velma.
"I mean, you get to have Scooby Snacks, make silly faces in the mirror and go through scary situations all the time with a smile. I never understood why, until now."
Scooby-Doo grins. "Ranks, Relma."
"You wanna know a secret?"
"Rhat?" Scooby-Doo asks.
"You're my best friend. Or, at least I was until how I acted today. I wouldn't blame you if you don't want to be friends anymore." Velma looks down sadly.
Scooby-Doo gives Velma a big hug, showing he has forgiven her. Velma reciprocates.
"Like, I hate to be a spoilsport, but a goddess is approaching us at 4 o'clock!"
Scooby-Doo, Shaggy and Velma all run away from Hebe. They reach the ground floor where the trio meet up with Fred and Daphne, who had been searching around.
"Rebe's coming! Rebe's coming!" shouts Scooby-Doo.
"Alright, gang! This is our big chance!" instructs Fred.
"Let's show her we aren't just mortals!" states a confident Daphne.
Just then, Velma overhears a noise with her sensitive dog ears.
"Guys, I just heard the lighting of a match!"
Daphne gasps.
"Like, this is it, gang. It was nice knowing you." says a self-defeating Shaggy, who goes into a crying fit.
Velma remains brave. "Nope. We're not gonna give up without a fight."
Hebe arrives on the ground floor. Acting on instinct, Velma uses Scooby-Doo's dog teeth to bite Hebe on the rear, causing Hebe to scream in pain. Scooby-Doo then takes advantage of the upper arm strength Velma's body has, trying to stop Hebe by picking her up.
However, Hebe manages to break free, and goes into the darkness. Scooby-Doo and Velma follow her, where the electrical currents are seen encasing the duo's bodies once more. They rush out to escape Hebe's wrath.
"Good job, Scooby!" Velma congratulates him, with Scooby and Velma now back in their correct bodies. This means Velma's glasses are once again on her own body, while Scooby's eyes have returned to their rightful place.
"Righ rive, restie!" Scooby-Doo high fives her.
The water sprinklers kick on, thus saving the gang and the factory. Hebe goes near the unknown device, and with the darkness exposed by the water it reveals a body swapping machine that is now broken. Hebe is shown crying, having no fight left in her.
Mystery Incorporated then approach Hebe. Daphne uses a makeup wipe from Aisha's samples to reveal Hebe is...
"Venetia Belmont!" announces Daphne.
"How did you figure it out?" Venetia asks.
"Well, for starters, I noticed you left behind some gray residue, and feeling it in my fingers it certainly wasn't stone." answers Daphne.
Fred chimes in. "Daph and I later corroborated that it was likely powder, which we found in a vat Scooby and Shaggy were playing around in."
"There was also a case of the classic confusion between Greek and Roman mythology." adds Velma.
"What do you mean?" Venetia asks.
"You said that Daphne means laurel in Greek."
Venetia is in disbelief. "Does it not?"
"Of course it does. But, you also claimed that laurels were revered by the Greeks, when in actuality you were thinking of the Romans. You got Daphne and Laura, which have the same meaning but different contexts, mixed up."
"And, like, let's not forget the fact you ran away from the match after lighting it. If you were a real goddess, you wouldn't have been worried about dying. Now, what I don't get, is, like, why'd you do this?" asks Shaggy.
"I was planning to burn down the factory to get insurance money." admits Venetia. "I've been hemorrhaging ever since I started this business. I wanted out, and I made sure to fire nearly everyone to accomplish the feat."
"That's why you brought up Aisha." realizes Daphne. "You were hoping to frame her as the arsonist."
"She was jealous of Aisha and how successful her business was in comparison. This was Venetia's way of absolving herself while also throwing us off track." Velma adds.
"Can you blame me? I deserve that success! Me, me, me!" shouts Venetia, as if she were a little girl.
"Rhat about re rody swapper?" asks Scooby-Doo.
"I wondered that myself, and figured it out. Putting two and two together, I realized a connection between eternal youth and the swapper. She wanted to use it to be young forever." explains Velma.
"I hate how smart you are, as a fellow genius." Venetia says in disdain. "Armed with my chemistry degree, I invented it after I was forced out of modeling a few years ago. I wanted to ensure I would live forever no matter what it takes."
"And she picked Daphne for the express purpose of taking her body. That's why she tried to attack her earlier." continues Velma.
"That's why you chose me for the contest?" a disappointed Daphne asks.
"Yes." Venetia admits shamelessly. "I wanted to make sure I found the right one when it came to the swapper. Unfortunately, that blasted dog and frumpy girl put a wrench in those plans!"
"Hey! Don't single out Scooby like that. He's one of us." insists Velma.
"Raww." replies Scooby.
"I can't believe you did this. You were my idol, and then you just turned out to be this conniving witch." says a hurt Daphne.
"You fell for it, didn't you?" Venetia asks mockingly. "Welcome to the business, kiddo."
Daphne is shown thinking about something. "If I remember right, you promised me compensation for the modeling shoot. And I deserve it after how you treated me and my friends."
"Fine!" Venetia shouts with anger. She gives Daphne one hundred dollars. "Here. Go buy yourself a new hairdo."
Venetia continues, "You know, I would have gotten away with it had it not been for you kids and my water sprinklers!"
"The saddest thing of all is if you hadn't worried so much about your own mortality and instead focused on your brilliant chemistry skills, things would be a lot more different." laments Velma.
Venetia is then shown being walked out of the building by the police, arrested for attempted insurance fraud and nearly killing everyone. She gives Mystery Incorporated the stink eye before the cop car drives away.
The mystery now solved, the gang head into the Mystery Machine and drive away.
"Sorry about your idol, Daph." says a sympathetic Shaggy.
"Nah, it's okay. I found out I didn't need an idol. I have you guys, and that's enough to inspire me." responds Daphne.
"Are you sad you won't get to be a model?" asks Fred.
"I was at first, but honestly? My home is here, as a mystery detective." affirms Daphne.
"Obviously, you won't be buying Venetia's makeup again. Looks like you'll have to find a new brand." Velma says.
"Fortunately, Aisha has me covered! Good news: it's organic!" Daphne proceeds to put on the lipstick Scooby gave her earlier.
"I gotta say, it was fun being Scooby for a while!" proclaims Velma.
"You're kidding, right?" inquires Daphne.
"Yeah, you were miserable the entire time." adds Fred.
"No, I mean it! I realized I could still have fun while being logical. And I learned something else."
"Rhat?" asks Scooby-Doo.
"That Scooby Snacks are stellar!" Velma exclaims.
She proceeds to dig in and grab some.
"Like, hey! Save some for me!" begs Shaggy.
Everyone laughs, while Scooby-Doo and Velma share a Scooby Snack by splitting it in half as the episode ends.