(We open back in the park. Mike, Emma, Davy, and Daphne stroll up to the big cat exhibt, watching the panthers leap from tree to tree.)

Mike: Man, look at them go!

(Emma is looking around, realizing their group is a bit smaller.)

Davy: Gee Mick, they remind me of someone!

*Daphne also looks around.*

Emma: Guys, we're missing Mick and Lauren.

Davy: 'Ow could we lose them?

Emma: They were awfully interested in those polar bears.

Mike: Mick probably decided to jump in the pit and join the cubs for a round of wrestlin'.

Daphne: Lauren wouldn't let him do that.

Davy: She'd clobbah 'im ovah the 'ead before 'e'd get the chance.

Mike: Maybe Mick got hungry and talked Lauren into getting some snacks before joinin' us.

Daphne: *points* There's Lauren. I don't see any snacks, or Micky, for that matter...

*Zelda waves, seeing the quartet, acting as Lauren.*

Emma: Hi, Lauren! Where's Mick?

Mike: What took you two so long?

Zelda: Mick wouldn't leave me alone about the polar bears. He went off to the gift shop to get a couple stuffed ones.

Emma: (Looks at Mike) Maybe we'll join him.

Mike: Eeeemmmm.....

Emma: We've been almost everywhere in the zoo, honey. Why don't we go out to lunch?

Mike: Yeah, that ain't a bad idea. We could meet Mick at the gift shop.

Davy: If we can get 'im out of there.

Mike: I'll remind him that we're on a bus this time, not a plane, and we have a long drive in limited space.

Zelda: Good luck.

Mike: Then you remind him. He listens to you.

Zelda: Naturally.

Emma: Come on. Let's go to the gift shop and get Mick, then get something to eat. I'm sure Micky will be hungry, if no one else.

Davy: Right. 'E's always 'ungry.

Mike: (Nods) Come on. Where is the gift shop, Lauren?

Zelda: Back that way. *points in the direction she came from*

Emma: All right then. Let's go.

(Cut back to the hotel. Mike storms into the main lobby, followed by Emma, Davy, Daphne, and Zelda.)

Mike: Damn it! Micky never showed! Not at the gift shop OR at lunch!

Zelda: He's probably at the room. He might've bought too much to carry around.

Emma: He would have at least shown up at lunch.

Mike: Lauren, have you tried the communicator? I tried twice and never got him.

Zelda: Yeah, I have. Nothing.

Emma: Maybe we ought to split up and look for him.

Mike: Em, he could be anywhere!

Zelda: Let’s try the rooms first.

Davy: 'Ow about we check our rooms, then split up?

Emma: (Nods) That's a good idea.

Mike: Yeah. I don't know why he wouldn't respond to the communicators, though. He only made the damn things!

Zelda: Well, if he fell asleep...

Davy: 'E wouldn't 'ear a dump truck driving through a nitroglycerin plant. *grins*

Mike: Yeah, but the first time I called him was over an hour ago!

Daphne: Why don't we go look first, THEN berate him?

Emma: Yeah. It's more fun to yell at him when he's here.

(Emma takes Mike's arm, and they head to the elevators. Cut to Micky and Lauren's room.)

Mike: Hello? (Pops his head in)

Davy: Is 'e in there?

Mike: I don't hear nuthin'. (He flips on a light switch) Mick? (That's when we hear a "Whoop!" Emma follows Mike into the room to discover Mike has tripped over Micky's open suitcase, the contents of which are strewn over most of the room.)

Emma: Are you ok, honey?

Mike: Yeah. Damn boy's gotta live like a pig... (He gets to his feet)

Zelda: He has gotten a lot better.

Daphne: Well, he isn't here.

Mike: That does it. I'm gettin' sick of his foolishness.

Emma: I'm worried. This isn't like him

Zelda: Something might've happened to him. I’ve had a tough time feeling him.

*Davy snorts. Daphne elbows him.*

Emma: Oh man...

Mike: Damn, I wish Pete were here. He could feel this shit.

Emma: Well, he isn't. (Sighs) I guess we're going to have to go looking for him.

Mike: But Em, he could be anywhere in the city, and Toronto is a BIG city!

Emma: He doesn't know Toronto very well. I doubt he could have gotten very far.

Zelda: We're talking about Micky. He could've blue-lighted his roller skates and be across the city by now, for all we know.

Emma: Why don't Daph and I check some of the better-known landmarks that Micky might be interested in and see if we can catch him there?

Daphne: Good idea, Em.

Mike: Dave, Lauren, and I will check the hotel.

Emma: Right. We'll call you on the communicator if we find Micky.

Mike: We'll do the same.

(Daphne and Emma head back out the door. Mike turns to Davy and Zelda.)

Mike: I'm gonna stay on the first floor and ask the bellhops and desk people if they've seen him. He might have been in the restaraunt, too.

Davy: *turns to Zelda* We could check the floors in case 'e's wandahring around looking for a certain snack in a vending machine.

Zelda: Lord knows he's done THAT before.

Mike: Ok. Same deal here. We'll call on the communicators if we find him.

Davy: Right.

(Davy and Zelda head for the elevators while Mike makes his way to the desk. Cut to Davy and Zelda in the elevator.)

Davy: We'll start on the first floor and work our way up.

Zelda: Actually, I was thinking we'd start at the top and work our way down.

Davy: (Frowns) There ain't nothin' on the top floor but the penthouse suite. Them fancy blokes don't go for vendin' machines.

Zelda: No, but he'd go to look at the layout.

Davy: That's true. This is a new hotel. (He pushes the button for the top floor. The elevator dings and the two step into a narrow hall.)

Davy: (Peers down the hall) No vendin' machines.

Zelda: Maybe he went into one of the rooms. He has a way of talking people into things.

Davy: That's true. How are we going to get into the rooms? We don't have a key, and we aren't Micky. We can't exactly knock on the door and say "Hello, have you seen our curly-topped buddy who may have been begging to see the fancy details in your rooms?"

Zelda: *pulls a key from a pocket and grins* I have a key.

Davy: How did you get that?

*Zelda just shrugs, then uses the key to unlock the door. She peeks in first, then steps inside.*

Davy: Lauren... (He follows her)

Zelda: No one here. *glances around* But, boy, are these suites nice!

Davy: (Gasps as he looks around what we know is Sheila's suite) Yeah. Lookit that bed! (He jumps on it) It's so soft!

Zelda: *runs a hand over the foot of the bed* Oh, wow,

you're right!

Davy: As much as I'd love to stay on this bed for the rest of me life, we really ought to check the other rooms before the current residents return.

*Zelda slides onto the bed, next to Davy. She's props her head up in one hand and grins.*

Zelda: I wouldn't worry about the current residents

returning anytime soon.

Davy: You nevah know, luv. Anyway, we have other floors to check, so...

*Zelda makes a bit of a face. So much for being subtle. She reaches her other hand out, grabs a handful of his shirt, and pulls him back down.*

Davy: Lauren, what are you doin?

Zelda: Stretch out, relax. We'll get to checking the other floors.

Davy: Lauren, ain't you a wee bit...close?

Zelda: *pulls him closer so they're nose to nose; smirks* Yes, I am. Feeling a little uncomfortable?

Davy: Well, not exactly. This ain't like you, luv.

*Zelda kisses Davy square on the lips, then smirks as she shoves him away and off the bed!*

Davy: Lauren! (Pulls away) I'm married, and you're married to me best friend, and for god's sake, you're not me type! (He reaches for his communicator)

Zelda: *knocks the communicator away* Boo hoo! Cry me a river!

Davy: (Starts to scramble to his feet) There's somethin' wrong. I've gotta get to Mike.

*Zelda jumps from the bed and lands on Davy, sending them both sprawling on the floor. She makes her way back over and pins him to the floor.*

Zelda: What were you saying?

Davy: Lauren, how'd ya get this strong? (He struggles) Get off! (He tries to reach for his communicator) I've gotta call Mike or Daph!

Zelda: *knocks the communicator away again; sneers* I'm not Lauren!

Davy: WOT? The who the bloody 'ell are ya?

Zelda: The name's Zelda. I'm a clone of Lauren.*pauses, then grins widely* And I'm gonna have some fun with you!

Davy: A...WOT? I thought Alex was the only clone! (Groans) Damn Mick! Figures it would be catchin'.

Zelda: Shut up and let me ravage you a little. *kisses him again*

Davy: No... (But he can't avoid her kiss; she's too close)