Mugsy and Crime Lad leave the building and start walking along the sidewalk. Crime Lad, with each step, snaps his fingers, and Mugsy gives him a weird look.
"Why are you doing that?" Mugsy inquires.
"I have to let people know that we're up to mad gang shit." responds Crime Lad. Sure enough, the general populace seems to be keeping their distance from the duo, though this is equally likely a result of Crime Lad's lack of pants. After about an hour of awkward silence while walking, Mugsy and Crime Lad arrive at the Pole Ice Department.
"Alright, let's break in." Crime Lad declares, despite the fact that the door is not locked and the Pole Ice Department is open.
"Wait, we can just open the-" Mugsy begins, but Crime Lad has already placed an explosive charge on the door. Mugsy covers his ears and watches as the bomb explodes, decimating the front door of the Pole Ice Department. Before the dust cloud clears, Longarm Law's long arm reaches out and grabs Crime Lad, yanking him inside.
"Sir, we're going to have to hold you in custody. You're under arrest for public indecency." Longarm Law states, before chucking Crime Lad into a prison cell. Crime Lad grabs the bars and shakes them angrily.
"You can't do this, I won't stand for it, moron! I don't take orders from people who look like a wacky waving inflatable single arm tube man!" Crime Lad growls, and Longarm Law simply ignores him.
"I don't listen to people who can't be bothered to wear pants in public." Longarm Law states with his back turned.
Mugsy walks in through the blown open doors and rings the bell on the front desk.
"You guys have any pants in your lost and found?" Mugsy asks, and to his surprise, Windsor Clementine rises up from the other side of the desk to answer.
"Yeah, actually." Windsor states, pointing to the lockers containing the lost and found and holding this position for an unnecessarily long time. "Go on, take a look."
Mugsy sees nothing particularly odd about this, and opens up the lockers. The moment he does this, five pairs of living blue jeans step out, surrounding Mugsy menacingly. He found the pants he was looking for, but the problem is that they're all out for blood. Longarm Law detects that the pants have been unbound, and retreats to his office, locking the door behind him. Windsor lowers the protective cage around the front desk, and stares on as the pants initiate a horde battle against Mugsy. All five pairs of pants get into formation and charge at Mugsy, who panics and throws a water bottle from the lost and found at the pants, managing only to stun one pair. Mugsy sees this single pair of pants pinned to the ground by the water bottle, and gets an idea, rushing over to the pants and pulling them on over his prosthetic legs. The pants writhe and struggle to get off of Mugsy, as though being worn is suffocating them. The rest of the pants see this, and take it as a warning, retreating back into the locker and leaving their comrade to die. Mugsy heads over to the cell where Crime Lad is and slides him the now inanimate pants, which he reluctantly adorns. The moment he does this, Longarm Law swoops back out from his office and opens the cell.
"Looks like the problem is resolved and you're free to go." Longarm Law states. Crime Lad blows a raspberry at Longarm Law, and unfolds his signature vehicle of choice, the Scuter, from his back pocket, before scooting away out the door with it, with Mugsy having to slow down his walking to keep up with it.
Windsor lifts the cage and glances both ways before tiptoeing over to the locker and opening it up out of curiosity. Mugsy and Crime Lad glance back as they hear Windsor's screams and hollers as he gets his ass beaten brutally by the unleashed pants, but they just shrug it off and continue heading back to the World Crime League.
Camryn double checks her map, comparing it to the landscape in front of her. Everything seems to match up, meaning that she's successfully arrived at her destination: The island formerly known as Pen Island, now the base of operations for Partially Unnamed Persons, who have stripped it of its original title. Camryn has come here to try and uncover the greatest secret of the PUPs: the ability to steal abstract concepts, such as names. She's avoided detection in her approach to the island, but infiltrating the actual facilities will presumably be much more challenging, with the sheer number of enemies and lack of allies.
"Stop right there, Camryn SanFrancisco!" shouts a voice from behind Camryn, taking her by surprise. It seems her cover has already been blown this soon into her mission, by COP POLICE, a police officer from the mainland who is well aware of Camryn's many previous crimes. "Don't try anything funny, I know how good you are at running away, but I won't let you escape that easily!"
By the time COP POLICE finishes saying this sentence, Camryn has already vanished from his sight, and the only movement in the area is a rustling bush. COP POLICE rushes over to the bush, but when he looks inside, all he sees is a red hat, which he knows isn't what he's looking for, since Camryn is well known to only wear blue. COP POLICE shakes his fist in anger and hops on his police bike to search the premises from Camryn, who emerges from the bush, turning her hat back around to have the blue side facing forwards as she dusts herself off and heads through the front gates surrounding the PUP facilities.