Grissom looked at the freshly arrived Tiberius. "'ow the 'ell did you get here from Switzerland?"

Tiberius shrugged. "There isn't much to it. Brianna told that little imp that we needed to get to Melbourne. She didn't say where in Melbourne. I found myself in there." He pointed to the coat closet near the door leading to the hotel's hallway.

"Makes perfect sense," said Phil. It struck him as an odd comment. If I feel like something Mxy does makes sense, does that mean I'm as crazy as him?

"Perfect sense," said Grissom. He began shouting. "Mxy! Where the 'ell is Brianna and Leslie?"

"Oh!" Mxy's voice came from everywhere in the room. He seemed out of breath, as though getting tired of Robo Squirrel's pursuit. "I knew I forgot something!"

There was a clatter from the bathroom, and Leslie Kline crawled out of the shower and fumbled her way out of the bathroom into the main room with everyone else. Her hair was a little out of place, and she looked like she was ready for a fight. "Where the hell is Mxy?"

Brianna wasn't so lucky. Everyone noticed the kitchenette's toaster and coffee machine were moving as something was kicking from inside the cabinents. There was the sound of a shoe hitting metal plumbing, followed by an 'Ow!' The doors swung open and a slightly crumpled Brianna rolled out from under the sink. She seemed annoyed that everyone was looking at he upside-down form, and her face was red from anger and exhaustion. "Where the hell is Mxy?"

"All of you seem so mad at me! It's like you don't appriciate what I do for you. I ought to turn you all into little polka-dotted mice."

"No!" shouted everyone.

Phil turned back to Tiberius and Greg Blondhead. "To answer your questions, I had a talk with Dr. Sharpe." Phil's friendly mood disappeared. "He said Robo Squirrel's a spy for the UN."

Brianna and Grissom, having witness the conversation, nodded in agreement. Leslie frowned and folded her arms. Tiberius's face did not change, but he eyed the door where Robo Squirrel left in pursuit of a female equal. Only Brute Force seemed distraught. "No! He can't be a spy!"

Brianna raised an eyebrow. "'Contain a group of metahumans terrorist on some island'. His exact words, Brute Force. So not only was he a spy, but he was sent to deal with us if we got out o' hand."

"Pssst," said Grissom to Brianna. "'e's 'Greg Blondhead' now, luv."

"But he risked his life for us! He's been our friend all this time! Can't you guys see that?"

"He's dangerous," said Phil. He looked at the others. "But according to Dr. Sharpe, there's something more dangerous. That's what was stolen out of the Melbourne bank. Plans for something even more dangerous."

Grissom looked thoughtful. "Xyber mentioned manufacturing plants away from the coast. She said Robo Squirrel was created there. It would make sense that the plans would 'ave been taken there in order to begin construction of a new project."

Phil nodded. "She also said Sharpe's organization had a main office in Sydney." He pulled out his cell phone. "There's a chance the office is still there...and if it is, we may be able to get the location of the plants."

Everyone waited while Phil -- pretending to work for a trucking company that was having problems finding their way to the plants -- duped the gulible secretary. Brianna looked down and noticed Grissom's hands. "What happened?"

Grissom gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes. "Mxy's sneezed." He narrowed his eyes and looked Brianna up and down. "'ow come you're not affected?"

Brianna looked confused. "But I was affected. My sonic cry was replaced by mule brayin'. And Leslie's guns were stuck to her hands. But everything was back to normal once Mxy took us to Switzerland." She looked back at Grissom's five fingers. "Ye will able to...still...ye know...that...'thing'."

"Shite," said Grissom, cracking his knuckles. He was going to hunt down that little imp.