Darwin!

Darwin, where are you?

There you are!

Oh, man!

My makeup's running.

And there's no toilet paper in the whole school.

You really didn't need to go that far.

Au contraire.

The makeup's great.

And a one-piece bias-cut polyester pantsuit with crystal accents and a bobble hem is totally en vogue.

I have no idea what you just said.

But hey, what about me?

Hmm.

You look like a...

I know.

A secret agent.

I was going to say undertaker.

Oh.

Why are you dressed like that anyway?

Well, it all started at Swim Club.

Ooh!

And?

Wait for it!

Yeah, I don't think Swim Club is for you.

Half the school isn't suited to Swim Club.

I mean, there's Terry.

You never know which bit of her is going to plop a filter first.

And then there's William.

Surely the chlorine in the water is going to sting his... everything.

Shh!

He'll hear you!

Doesn't have ears.

I think you heard his feelings.

How could you tell?

He's kind of hard to read without an eyebrow.

Or mouth.

Or cheeks.

Or nostrils.

I think we better get out of here before the coach dies in the...

Too late.

Wait.

Where's our clothes?

They've been stolen!

You know what this means.

See?

A perfect fit.

And they're exactly like your old clothes.

Are words that have never been uttered in Lost and Found.

Anyway, you're in luck.

Mr. Cornet and I do ballroom dancing, and our costumes got shrunk in the wash.

So, this is all I got.

This is all you have?

Okay, this is all I have.

Gee, since when were you so hot on grammar?

He means we can't possibly wear those.

Without accessories.

Wish I'd never asked.

That flashback was so long, I've grown roots.

But why the wig?

It looks weird without it.

Excuse me, kids.

Somebody stole the PA speaker, and I gotta fix it.

Well, they will give him some... odd job.

This is how it's gonna be, isn't it?

That's what secret agents do, right?

Make light quips after horrific workplace accidents.

What is it with this place?

People stealing the toilet rolls now.

You two, my office.

Sir, we didn't steal...

No, I've lost my train of thought completely.

What is it?

Tell me.

What do you know about hacking a central intelligence data server?

You just bypass the storage controller, tap it to the VNX array head, and disable the IDS.

Why, sir?

Crossword clue.

Nah, doesn't fit.

Never mind.

Anyway, do you know anything about all this stuff being stolen?

Well, I...

My thoughts precisely.

The toilet roll, the PA system, and, judging by that Italian waiter outfit, your clothes.

I want you to find out who's stealing them, what they plan to do with them, and why.

But, sir, why choose me for this mission?

Because, Watterson, you and you alone... happen to be passing.

That's all.

Oh, and, Watterson...

Yes, sir?

Close the door on the way out.

And, Watterson...

Yes, sir?

I've forgotten.

And, Watterson...

Just ignore him or never get out.

Okay, so what are we gonna do?

Oh, don't worry your pretty face about it.

Leave it to the professionals.

Now, there's clearly some evil mastermind behind all this.

Overseeing his plans in a secret lair, stroking a cat...

Ah!

Uh-huh.

Your time's up, Miss...

What the...

Darwin?

Well, you were disrespecting me!

Ah, yeah, I'm sorry.

You're right.

Thank you.

You do look weird without the wig.

What are you doing in here, anyway?

Checking the surveillance.

Well, of course.

An agent is only as good as his intelligence.

Yep, that rules us out.

Okay, someone else's intelligence.

And I think I know just the robot.

Bobbert!

Yes!

I was trying to be mysterious.

But Bobbert's the only robot we know.

Yes!

All right!

So, Bobbert, we need you to help us work out who's been stealing Actually Scrap Bag.

We need gadgets!

What's this?

It looks like an ordinary fountain pen.

Yeah?

Yeah?

Because it is an ordinary fountain pen.

Oh.

What about this?

Now, pay attention.

A typical black belt, but turn the buckle like so, and it is a typical brown belt.

What about this?

Dude, that's just a flower.

But hey, now I really do look like a friendless dork on prom night.

Bobbert!

Are you okay?

Look!

There goes the stolen stuff!