A case.  And an exciting one too.  Not another of those 'I think my husband's cheating, follow him around and take some pictures that will make me cry' kind.  Her dislike for that sort of private detective work was the main reason she wasn't doing as well as she'd hoped.  Maybe working for the famous model would remind people of the cases they'd used to solve, and would send some more thrilling mysteries her way.  In addition to the simple joy of seeing one of the gang again.<br/><br/>"Jinkies!  Of course I'll help.  Scooby and I will figure this out, won't we Scoob?"<br/><br/>Before she could say more, Daphne had announced her plan.  Velma wasn't thrilled that the redhead was making her way over to the small apartment/office but there wasn't much she could do about it now.  At least the place was clean and organized, assuming the great dane hadn't left too much of a mess in the kitchen over the short while she'd been gone.<br/><br/>Turning to her companion, the detective couldn't help but smile.  "Yep, she's on her way.  I'm just gonna go change into something a little nicer... let me know if she gets here before I'm done, ok?"