Is everyone ready to head to Japan? ;)

Micky: Definitely! ;)

Mike: Yeah, darlin'. Japanese samuri movies are awesome. ;)

Lauren: I am. :)

Peter: I want to investigate their religions! :)

(We open in a small, mostly empty coffee shop. A woman in a heavy coat, her hair wrapped with a scarf, enters and sits at a table in the back. As the waiter comes over, "she" sheds "her" coat...and it turns out to be Davy.)

Waiter: What will you have, sir?

Davy: Just some hot tea, please.

Waiter: Right away, sir. (he goes off to get Davy's tea)

*As the waiter passes the front door, Nyles comes in. He grabs a table in the corner, pulls out a small notebook, and starts scribbling.* ;)

Davy: (Gets up and walks over to Nyles' table) Hi, Nyles. What are you doin', mate? :)

Nyles: *grins* Hey, Dave. *nods at the notebook* Just a little writing. ;)

Davy: Workin' on some new songs?

Nyles: Poetry, actually. ;)

Davy: Can I read it?

Nyles: Sure, man, here. *hands over the notebook*

Davy: (Whistles) 'Ey, man, this ain't bad. Evah thought about gettin' published?

Nyles: Published? Man, I just write for fun. :) ;)

Davy: 'Ow you been, anyway? We ain't seen you much since the tourin' started.

Nyles: I've been good. I, uh, been kinda busy.

Davy: Yeah, so 'ave I. (Sighs) Well, not as busy as I was...

Nyles: *nods* I've been working on the old gray matter. *taps the side of his head* ;)

Davy: (Chuckles) Went back to college? :)

Nyles: Yeah, man! It's really groovy, too! All I gotta do is read books for my classes! :D ;)

Davy: Yeah, man, Petah just graduated. 'E said it's great. What you goin' for?

Nyles: English. Some of the poetry is for class, some's just for fun.

Davy: (Sighs; his eyes drift to a pretty, Oriental-looking girl in a simple mid-length dress and sandals who just walked in) Yeah, man. 'Ey, you evah been to Japan?

Nyles: *doesn't notice the change in direction of Davy's gaze* Me? Nahh. I don't think they got surfing over there. :P

Davy: (Watches the girl as she sits at a table; the waiter brings him his tea) Evah wanted to check out the women?

Nyles: Nah, there's tons of gorgeous girls here! :D ;)

Davy: (Nods at the girl) She's cute. :X

Nyles: Huh? *finally looks at the girl Davy's looking at* Hey, she is kinda cute. *grins*

Davy: Wonder if she's new here? She don't look like she's from around here.

Nyles: Yeah... *grin falls* Uh, hey, Dave, what about Daphne? :-/

Davy: We 'ave an...understandin'. We're gonna give it a month to think things ovah. (Smiles a little weakly) I'm a free man right now.

Nyles: You sure that's what she meant?

Davy: I think that's what she meant.

Nyles: *shrugs* Okay, man. You know her better, anyway.

Davy: (Nods at the girl) You know, I've always wanted to try Japanese food. ;)

Nyles: Ain't there a little Japanese restaurant down the street?

Davy: You're right. I'll take 'er there. ;) (Pats Nyles on the shoulder) Keep in touch, man, and good luck with school. (He walks over to the girl as Nyles watches.) 'Ello, miss. You new 'ere?

Girl: *not-too-thick Japanese accent* Hello. I have been here few months. I go to school.

Davy: Yeah, I'm not from around 'ere, eithah. I'm from England. :)

Girl: Ah. I see. Interesting.

Davy: So, where you goin' to school?

Girl: University of California. :)

Davy: (Nods) What you studyin'? Evah do any performin'? Me band is goin' to Asia. Maybe we could use you in the show. ;)

Girl: *nods* I am studying theater. I hope to act someday.

Davy: Maybe I could talk Mike into lettin' you join our act. You're a good-lookin' young lady. (Looks her over with a grin) Very good lookin'. ;)

Girl: *smiles* Thank you. You are a smooth talker. ;)

Davy: Thank you, luv. I try. (Kisses her hand) :X

Girl: *blushes* My name is Keiko.

Davy: 'Ow would you like to see "Madame Buttahfly" wit' me? There's a new modern version startin' a tour at the Royale Theatah in LA tonight. ;)

Keiko: *eyes widen slightly; smiles* I would love to. Your name was... ;)

Davy: David, David Jones of the Monkees. You may 'ave 'eard of me or seen our specials on TV. I'm the good-lookin' one. ;)

Keiko: *chuckles lightly* Yes. I remember. I like your music very much. :)

Davy: (Sweeping bow) Nice to see they 'ave taste across the sea. Thank you, luv. ;)

Keiko: My friend likes the tall, wild-haired one best. *makes a face* I think she is crazy. :P ;)

Davy: I think she is crazy, too. No taste at all. (Puts an arm around her as he finishes his tea) So, luv, you free this aftahnoon? Maybe we could go for a walk or somethin'. ;) :X

Keiko: I would like that very much. Thank you. :)

Davy: (Puts out his arm) Aftah you, luv.

Keiko: *takes his arm* Thank you. :)

(A few minutes after Davy and Keiko leave, the door opens again. Emma, Mike, Daph, Micky, and Lauren enter and sit down at a table. A waiter takes their orders, then leaves.)

Emma: Don't worry, Daph. This is a nice, quiet place. Going to Millie's was a bad idea. You'd think we'd know better than to hang around there after a high school football game. :p

Mike: Hey, Mick, do I still have the footprint on my forehead? ;) :p

Micky: *leans over to take a look* It's mostly faded now. It's barely noticeable. ;)

Lauren: I now know what a pinball feels like. :P ;)

Emma: We'll just have tea and coffee here. Their baked goods aren't anywhere near as good as Millie's. ;)

Mike: (Notices Daphne's spacing out) Don't worry, Daph. I'm sure he'll come to his senses. (Grins) And if he doesn't, I'll knock it into him. ;)

Emma: You'd BETTER not. You and Davy fight enough as it is. :p

Daphne: *sighs* I hope he will.

Micky: Daph, just say the word, and I'LL knock some sense into him. *waggles his eyebrows* ;)

Daphne: *slight chuckle* Thank you, Micky, but I hope that won't be necessary. ;)

Micky: The offer stands. *Lauren whacks his arm* :P

Mike: Same here. (Emma nudges him)

Emma: I hope he at least calls soon. Peter and Valerie are at Headquarters now, finalizing the trip plans and the airplane tickets.

Nyles: *as he walks over to the table* Hey, guys!

Micky: Hey, man!

Mike: Hey, Ni! How you doin', ol' buddy? :)

Emma: We haven't seen you since Christmas!

Nyles: *grins* I'm doin' good! I went back to school!University of California, man. Groovy place. ;)

Emma: We're glad to hear you're doing so well, Nyles. :)

Mike: Hey, Ni, you ain't seen Davy around, have ya? He took off this afternoon.

Nyles: Yeah, I did. He was just here a little while ago. *glances around* Guess he left. I don't see the chick he was talkin' to, either.

Daphne: Chick he was talking to? :-/ X-(

Mike: (Narrows his eyes) What chick?

Nyles: Some Japanese chick. I didn't recognize her.

Daphne: I'll kill him. X-(

Mike: Japanese?

Emma: Daph, it may not be serious. Maybe he was just helping her find her way around or something.

Nyles: *shakes his head* I could almost see the stars in his eyes. Soon as he saw her, he practically forgot about me. :P

Daphne: *clenches her fists* I'll kill him! X-( :P

Mike: Daph, come on. He'll be back here in a few hours after realizin’ he don't speak Japanese. ;)

Micky: Yeah, you know Dave. He's so easily distracted. :P

Daphne: Maybe. :P

Emma: It'll be ok, Daph. We'll all be going on tour soon, anyway, and we'll protect him from good-looking Asian women. ;)

Daphne: Hm. Okay. I'm still gonna give him what-for, though. :P

(A small man in a trenchcoat and oversized fedora enters. He sits at the bar and asks for a drink...until he sees the group.)

Man in Trenchcoat: Hello, folks.

Mike: (Doesn't look up) Hello, Inspector.

Honeywell: (Removes the fedora - yes, it IS Honeywell) How did you know it was me?

Micky: How could we NOT know? :P

Mike: My daughter disguises herself better than you do. :p

Honeywell: I guess you haven't seen a young Japanese couple come in here, two students at the University of California. I needed to talk to them.

Mike: No, we haven't, but Nyles mentioned Davy walking out with a Japanese girl.

Honeywell: Did she go by the name of Keiko?

Nyles: *shrugs* I don't know what her name was. Davy pretty much deserted me when he saw the girl.

Honeywell: Did you see what she looked like?

Nyles: Yeah, she was definitely Oriental-looking, short, wearing a dress and sandals.

Honeywell: (Frowns) Did she agree to see "Madame Butterfly" with him?

Emma: But that's an opera, and Davy's NOT an opera fan.

Mike: I saw a poster for a modern version in LA, some kinda tourin' musical, I think...

Nyles: I couldn't really hear what they were talking about.

Honeywell: You didn't see any young Oriental males?

Nyles: *shakes his head* Nope.

Honeywell: Damn. They must have got him.

Mike: (Narrows his eyes) "They" who?

Honeywell: (Sighs and sits down) Look, I might as well be frank. We're still pursuing that pornography ring. We think it may be based in Japan. Those two Oriental students really ARE students...but they're also spies in training.

Micky: *whistles* Wow.

Daphne: What would they want with Davy?

Honeywell: She must have thought Davy was another spy-in-training! She didn't know who would be delivering the message, just that one of our new operatives would.

Lauren: *groans* Oh, great. :P

Honeywell: The two of them were supposed to leave for Japan in the morning.

Mike: (Mutters) Oh, shit. :p

Lauren: You can say that again. :P

Micky: Oh, shit. :P ;)

Daphne: We have to stop them!

Emma: Or maybe...she could join us.

Honeywell: Come again, young lady?

Emma: We're going on short tour of Japan in a few days. Why doesn't she come with us? That way, we could keep an eye on each other and make sure no nasty people like Curry or Dragonman tries anything on anyone, including an innocent Japanese college student.

Honeywell: So, you'll help us?

Mike: No. We'll get your girl into Japan, but not because we're gonna help YOU. That kid don't deserve to be killed by the likes of Dragonman or Curry. God only knows what happened to the other kid who was supposed to meet her here.

Emma: What about Davy?

Mike: We'll just say we're hirin' her for somethin'.

Emma: No, I mean... (nods at Daph)

Mike: He'll have a room on the other side of the hotel from her. :p

Honeywell: The idea does have merit. She'll probably be better-protected by your entourage than by any of my men. Who would suspect a spy of entering with a group of American rock stars

Nyles: I sure wouldn't. ;)

Honeywell: (Looks at Nyles) Sir, can we count on you not to breathe a word of this to anyone? It's in the interest of national security.

Mike: (Mutters) He won't remember anyone said it in the mornin'. :p

Nyles: No problemo!

Honeywell: I'll have my men call your manager this evening with all the necessary arrangements. Do you have room in your back-up group for a dancer or singer?

Mike: We'll find room.

Micky: We'll make room, if we have to.

Honeywell: Good. I don't want this to turn into an international incident. This stuff has recently been getting into larger and larger markets, and it's fairly graphic, nothing I'd want to discuss around the ladies.

Mike: Oh, please. You've never read the stuff said "ladies" have dished out to us in the past. They're capable of more than you think.

Lauren: *slight grin* There's very little that would offend or surprise us now. ;)

Micky: Besides, she found my stash. ;)

Lauren: *eyes widen* Mick! :P :">

*Daphne snickers.* ;)

Mike: I'm afraid to ask "stash of what." :p

Honeywell: I suspect it's best left unsaid.

*Micky just grins.* ;)

*Lauren covers her eyes with one hand.* :"> :P

Honeywell: (Chuckles at Lauren's expression) Definately better left unsaid. ;)

Emma: (As Honeywell stands) You'll get back in touch with us tonight?

Honeywell: Or earlier. We'll need to make the necessary arrangements with your boss. (Smiles...and it's genuine) Thanks, kids. We can't afford to lose more of our spies, and we already have a lot over in the Soviet Union and China.

Mike: We're not workin' for you, Honeywell. After we bring your girl over to Japan, our association with you is over. Done. We will never work for you again. We're NOT spies. We're musicians. Got it?

Honeywell: Got it. (Pulls his fedora on) I'll see you later. (He has his fedora too far over his eyes and runs into the door before he finally makes it out)

Mike: James Bond that man ain't. :p

Micky: He isn't even Maxwell Smart. :P

Mike: Em, why did you make that offer? He thinks we're gonna play Justice League for him again. :p

Emma: Honey, it'll kill two birds with one stone. We can make Honeywell happy AND keep an eye on the girl and Davy.

Mike: I don't like givin' Honeywell ideas. He thinks he can make us join him whenever he pleases. (Grumbles) AND he's the world's biggest idiot.

Emma: Look, the last time you guys ignored a warning from the CIS, you almost lost Peter and Micky. We'll just bring the girl with us. She'll be lost in your huge entourage, and we'll let her go after the shows are over.

Micky: Yeah, I don't feel like dealing with ice torture or attack ants again, thank you. :P

Mike: And I'm really not in the mood to throw on red long-johns and insult an Oriental lackey who's even dumber than Honeywell. :p

Micky: Wanna trade? I don't mind the long-johns. ;)

Mike: Nahh, you ain't all that good with insults, and I'd really rather not be threatened with ice torture. ;) :p

Micky: Hey!

Lauren: Oh, stop it, Mick. :P

Emma: (Looks at her watch) Look, we'd better head out. We have to find Davy and that girl and discuss the changes in our trip with Val and Peter.

Mike: Yeah, and we've all gotta pack, too.

Micky: Then let’s get a move on!

Emma: Right. (She nods at Nyles) Thanks, Ni.

Mike: Yeah, man. We'll see you when we get back. :)

Nyles: *grins* You're welcome! Hope everything goes okay!

Mike: (Mutters to himself) Yeah, man, me too. (To Nyles) Thanks, man!

Emma: Come on, guys. Let's get ready to rock Asia. ;) (They head off, leaving Nyles to his poetry. ;) )