Ok, so, ready now? ;)

Lauren: *nods* Ready.

Daphne: Me, too!

Valerie: I certainly am. Let's get out of here! :o

(We open back in the secret lab in the Moonglow Cosmetics factory. Blossom Lilyfair still holds Honeywell's arm tightly.)

Blossom: If someone doesn't start talking in five minutes, these men will get VERY rough with you (squeezes Honeywell's arm more) and I can get rough with HIM. I've taken ninjitsu classes at the Beverly Hills Country Club for three years now.

Lauren: What? We got lost! You should really remember to put a warning outside your secret entrances so people don't hurt themselves falling through the hidden passages!

Blossom: What are you doing here at all? And don't think I believe the "getting lost" theory. You shouldn't have been in my office!

Honeywell: Ma'am, could you please let my arm go? You're going to leave a nasty bruise there.

Blossom: (Puts up a fist) I'll leave a lot more than that if you don't shut up, Wimp.

Emma: (Rolls her eyes) You can have him, Blossom. We don't want him, either.

Honeywell: Mrs. Nesmith!

Lauren: Well, she's right.

Daphne: You've been nothing but trouble to us so far!

Blossom: This is getting ridiculous! (She looks over her shoulders at the men) If they won't tell me things the easy way, we'll do it the hard way. Handle them.

Emma: Oh good. We prefer the hard way.

Lauren: *attempts to crack her knuckles, but they don't make a sound* This should be fun.

("The Kind Of Girl I Could Love" begins as the men launch themselves at the women. Blossom proceeds to show off her aforementioned ninjitsu moves on Honeywell, which knocks him out cold.)

(Emma and Lauren unload a table covered with cream jars and beakers onto two of the men.)

(Valerie blows pearl dust into the face of another man and runs off as he coughs. When he emerges, he glitters dully like a pearl.)

(Honeywell tries to get to his feet. He puts up his own martial arts stance to one of the men, but the other man just knocks him out again.)

(Blossom goes after Lauren and Daphne, while Emma and Valerie handle two of the men.)

*The girls bate Blossom, then move in opposite directions, making her chase them.*

(Valerie and Emma throw jars of cream at the men. Emma finally pulls on rubber gloves, takes a glob of cream, and swipes it right in the face of one of the men. Valerie sees what she's doing and does the same, only this time aiming for the other man's nose. They both duck away and begin throwing cream on other people who attack them.)

(Honeywell tries to get up...and is accidentally swiped with a large portion of cream on his face and neck when he does. He's finally knocked down again by one of the men as they stumble around, trying to get the cream off their face.)

(Emma stuffs two jars of cream in her jumpsuit.)

*Daphne and Lauren continue the 'bait and switch' with Blossom. Blossom is puffing a bit.*

(Blossom finally makes a leap for Lauren, trying some of her moves on her.)

(Emma and Valerie finally let the remaining men, whose faces are now covered with cream, run right into each other and knock each other out. They shake hands afterwards.)

(Blossom tries to grab at one of the remaining beakers in the hope of throwing it at Lauren.)

*Lauren ducks the throw, then makes a face at Blossom.*

(Blossom finally gets Lauren in a headlock as the music ends.)

Lauren: *puts her hands between her head and Blossom's arm* Get off of me! *there's a muted blue light. Lauren flips Blossom across the room.*

Blossom: (Her eyes widen) Oh my GOD! How were you able to do that?

Lauren: *flexes an arm* Strong like bull.

Daphne: Darn good aim, too.

Blossom: (As she creakily gets to her feet) I need to use some more of that cream.

Emma: (Grabs Honeywell's hair) Guys, look at his face! (She pulls around the unconscious Honeywell to show that the part of his face where he was swiped with the cream looks at least five years younger than it did before)

Valerie: He looks like he's in his twenties!

Emma: (Turns to Blossom) THAT'S what the cream does, doesn't it? You're not just removing wrinkles. You're turning back the clock. The juice and the chemicals can actually make your skin younger.

Blossom: Your whole body, if you want it. (Growls) And I WANT it. I don't want to live in this aging body, and millions of others don't, either. I want to be young again! I want to live like a beauty queen again!

Emma: Youth doesn't last forever. Life goes on.

Lauren: What use is a body that looks twenty, but moves like it's seventy?

Blossom: If you look it, you can feel it!

Emma: Sometimes it does work that way, Blossom, but nothing lasts forever.

Blossom: NO! No! (She looks up at Valerie) I'm sorry to do this to you, Valerie dear. You're going to have to be eliminated.

Valerie: Like those workers you tested on? Where are they now?

Blossom: (Reaches for a phone in the lab; calls a number) Guards, we have a security violation here. I need you to pick up some garbage for me.

Lauren: *eyes narrow* Garbage?

Emma: Um, I think that's our cue to get outta here.

Valerie: (Grabs a beaker) I agree. Girls, let's get to the car - and quickly!

(When Blossom turns around again, all that's left of the women are muted blue lights.)

Blossom: Damn it, where did they go? (She growls) I'll find them. Their vehicle is still out there. (She grabs Honeywell by the hair) And I still have you. They'll be wanting you back.

Honeywell: Huh? Honey, could you keep it down?

Blossom: (Drops him) Oh, for heaven's sake, knock it off!

(Cut to Rosemarie, who sits outside in the parking lot. All four girls appear in her in a muted blue light, Valerie in the driver's seat.)

Rosemarie: Ladies, are you all right? You seem winded.

Valerie: That's putting it mildly. (Looks at Lauren) Did you get your beakers?

Lauren: *grins* Yup, I got 'em.

Valerie: Mine's in the cup holder next to me. We're going to get back to Desmond so he can check these out.

Emma: And maybe someone ought to radio the guys and see how they're doing. Mike's working on the new album at the studio. Katie, Robbie, and Jordan are with Barbara Marion.

Valerie: Davy and Micky are still sick, aren't they?

Daphne: Unfortunately.

Valerie: Call them and check up on them while we head to the high school. Make sure they haven't hacked up a lung or something.

Daphne: Will do. *opens her communicator* Davy?

Davy: *before he responds, there's a loud and very phlegmy snore* Daph, luv, where's the shotgun?

Daphne: *chuckles as Lauren grins, rolling her eyes, then shakes her head* Very funny, Davy. *pauses a moment* Besides not getting any sleep, how are you guys fairing?

Davy: Been bettah, luv, but I think we'll survive. Or I will, at least. 'Aven't decided if Mick's gonna yet.

Lauren: *leans over* Dave, just leave him for me.

Davy: You got it.

Emma: Oh dear. Is Mick keeping Davy awake?

Valerie: Maybe they should be sick separately...

Lauren: Yeah, they probably should be separated, but at least they can keep an eye on each other, even if they do drive each other crazy.

Emma: Maybe he ought to wake Mick up.

Davy: And get 'urt doing so? No way! I'll go sleep in the living room, that's where I was 'eaded anyway.

Valerie: Tell them we'll be home as soon as we bring the beakers to Desmond and get a verdict.

Daphne: We'll be home soon, Davy, we just have to take a couple beakers to Desmond and find out what they are.

Davy: Okay, luv. See you soon.

Daphne: Bye. *closes her communicator*

Emma: Poor Davy. I don't envy having to be sick with Micky. Mick's a great guy and a wonderful musician, but he's a loud sleeper.

Valerie: (As she pulls up at the high school) No kidding. I'm still wondering how they both managed to get sick at once.

Lauren: I'd take a guess one of them picked it up and gave it to the other.

Emma: It must have happened right after they got back from that trip. If they'd picked it up while they were all in the car together, Mike would have gotten it too, no matter WHAT he says.

Valerie: (As she takes her beakers out of the car) Ok ladies, let's haul these in.

(Cut to Desmond's lab. Desmond and Maura Pennyman look up from scraping something off of a cream-colored fabric as the women walk in.)

Desmond: Hello, ladies. Welcome back. What happened to the Inspector?

Valerie: (Groans) We forgot Honeywell!

Emma: We left in too big of a hurry and didn't bring him along. (Makes a face) He must have slipped up or something, because Blossom Lilyfair caught on and sicced some of her factory boys on us.

Lauren: It isn't like he was helping us all that much anyway.

Valerie: We were able to bring these samples, though. (Valerie puts her beakers next to a chemistry set. Lauren does the same)

Desmond: (Holds up a beaker of red liquid) Very interesting.

Emma: And I brought these. (She hands him the two jars from her jumpsuit)

Maura: Is this the cream that's causing all the trouble?

Valerie: Very much so.

Desmond: (He leans over the beaker as Maura lines the others up in a row) Very interesting indeed. (He pulls a pearl ring out from under a pile of tubes) I hope my wife doesn't notice I've borrowed this. If what I think happens will happen, I'll get her another one. (He drops the ring in the beaker, then adds more chemicals) Dr. Pennyman, please bring the sodium chloroxide.

Maura: Sure. (She brings him a beaker with clear fluid; he mixes it in as well; she hands him another beaker) And here's the juice we extracted from the plant leaf earlier. It's not much, but it should do something.

Desmond: Thank you, dear. You're better than a mind reader.

Maura: Did you find anything about how the potion actually works?

Emma: We accidentally got some on Honeywell. Just the little bit he had on him made him look 10 years younger, at least.

Valerie: Blossom seemed to indicate that the cream makes your body younger, though the rest of you continues to age.

Maura: (Shakes her head) I don't understand some of these Beverly Hills matrons. What good would that be?

Valerie: I think I can shed some light on that. Blossom judges everything on appearance, from the plants in her garden to her own face. I think she's literally afraid of losing face in the cosmetics industry if she can't look the part of the high-toned young executive.

Maura: Sounds kinda shallow to me.

Valerie: That's how she was raised. I'm afraid it's rather common in the Beverly Hills area.

Desmond: Amazing! Would you look at that! (He applies the gel-like substance that's now in the beaker to the same plant that it was used on earlier...and now it not only perks up, but bursts into full bloom!)

Emma: (Sniffs) And it smells great, too!

Valerie: I wonder how long it lasts?

Desmond: It doesn't seem to be fading as fast as it did with the juice alone.

Valerie: That must be what the chemicals do. They keep it from fading so quickly.

Lauren: But then the more it's used, the more it's needed.

Desmond: (Nods) Correct.

Lillian: Right. Look, it's already starting to fade. (Indeed, the flowers on the plant are already starting to look slightly faded; the plant droops a little. Maura waters it with a test tube, but that only helps a little. She reapplies more gel, and it perks up again)

Emma: And if you don't use it...

Valerie: You wither.

Emma: (Looks at the other girls) We can't let Blossom release this stuff. It's way too addictive.

Maura: And if it works this way on a plant, god only knows what it does to humans.

Emma: Blossom must have to use this stuff a couple of times a day to look the way she does!

Valerie: That's why she got rid of those workers. They must have tested the stuff before more chemicals were added and now look like prunes.

Emma: I've got to get home. I need to write this article and get it in the paper!

Valerie: She'll probably just say we're crazy and release it at that fashion show of hers anyway.

Desmond: You also need to rescue my boss. He's not the brightest compound in the Bunsen burner, but he's a good man and a good operative when heavy fieldwork isn't involved.

Daphne: Too true.

Valerie: If we could only find those workers!

Maura: I'm going to need clearance for this, but I think you ladies will need help. We'll send operatives - ones much better than Inspector Honeywell - to scour the factory and other Moonglow Cosmetics factories in the area for the missing workers. I don't think they'll allow any of you in again after today.

Emma: (Sighs) You're probably right. (Grins at Lauren) But that'll free us up for crashing the fashion show.

Lauren: Yes, it certainly will.

Emma: We're experts at crashing parties.

Valerie: They actually crashed my wedding. They had to bring the groom.

Emma: We'll need more help at that show than even the CIS, most of whom are male anyway. They'd be too conspicuous. (Looks at Daphne) Are the other Abbies available?

Daphne: *grins* If they aren't, once I tell them what the deal is, they'll BECOME available.

Emma: (Turns to Lauren) How about the Angellettes?

Lauren: I'm sure they'd love to join us.

Emma: Bet we could even get Barbara Marion to help if Jack, Nyles, and the Four Martians are willing to take the kids.

Lauren: It's worth a try.

Emma: Valerie, you could work the crowd and talk to all the fancy people. You know most of them. The rest of us will split the others. Half will look for Honeywell, and the other half will go onstage and stop the show.

Desmond: And we'll put out an all-points-alert on Blossom Lilyfair and see if we can find those missing workers.

Emma: We're going to show Blossom Lilyfair that you don't need to be a perfect 10 to be a perfect model...or a perfect secret agent.