<strong>Hero Points:</strong>1 (Ghost-Signal), 1 (Hornet), 2 (Scarab)<br/><br/>Esther listened to Dizzy's rather energetic explanation.<br/><br/>"Ergh, thanks, you're a real pal," she grunted as an application of Neosporin was sprayed onto her now-cleaned up cuts. "They hit nothing important, thank God. But yeah, this does sound big. Maybe enough to call in the Freedom League...but I don't exactly er, have the old contacts from my last incarnation. I'd have to travel to New Jersey and well...I obviously can't leave Emerald City<em>now</em>after this bombshell."<br/><br/>Esther was a bit mollified by Esther's suggestion to wait in line with her. "That'd be nice, but no surprise tackle-hugs next time! Oh fine, just as long as you ask ahead of time."<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>Harry was practically overburdened with bags upon bags of consumer electrics by the time Dizzy tracked him down. He and Alejandra were coming out of a store, the latter admiring a fine new hi-definition camera.<br/><br/>"Oh hi there!" Harry said with a friendly wave upon Dizzy's return. "It looks like our grateful guest is longing for our company again, eh?"<br/><br/>Alejandra shared a knowing laugh with him.<br/><br/>"Oh, you have to go now? Well okay, but...if you ever want to meet again, should we meet up at that club-"<br/><br/>"Harry!"<br/><br/>"Oh um, sorry..." Harry winced.<br/><br/>"Forgive him," Alejandra said. "Are you by chance into photography? I admit it's a growing hobby of mine. Here's my card."<br/><br/>She passed Dizzy a business card:<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Monotype Corsiva;"><strong>The Personal Touch<br/>Professional Photography Services<br/>Alejandra Montilla<br/>personaltouch@gmail.com</strong></span></span></div><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>A Ride Home</strong></span></span></div><br/>Scene Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U3svHw7cD5I)<br/><br/>Dizzy and Esther didn't have to wait long for Amy to show up. A Sedan whose model was several years old pulled up at the curb. Expecting Dizzy to call shotgun, Esther volunteered for one of the rear seats.<br/><br/>"Thanks for the ride," Esther said as she motioned for the door. "How was-"<br/><br/>Or would have, if the handle wasn't unexpectedly locked.<br/><br/>"Weird, the childproof lock's off," Amy responded. "Try going in on the other side."<br/><br/>"Nice car," one of the girls from school called from her newer convertible. "Did you get your money's worth at the Renaissance Fair?"<br/><br/>"Least it's more evolved than her Neanderthal brain," Amy muttered as her tormentors sped off.<br/><br/>She was a bit more animated than Esther as Dizzy relayed the events.<br/><br/>"Oh my...wow, a real deal supervillain mastermind!" she gasped. "Er, you don't think he read your mind or anything?"<br/><br/>"He likely wouldn't have found anything much on a cursory glance," Esther said, "but we should still be cautious."<br/><br/>Amy let out a sound halfway between a squeal and a scream, then shifted gears to a slower speed as she lightened up on the brakes. "Sorry! My head's practically bursting with thoughts, I'll take the leisurely route. But really...I mean, it's all so sudden. We did the training and research for situations like this; hell, we even did the Freedom League's Car Crusher Deathtrap Scenario quiz!"<br/><br/>Esther leaned forward. "Hey now, it's not like you're doing this alone. We're already an unofficial team and all! And if we get<em>really</em>stuck, I can go into my memory pyramid and pull out some past life knowledge."<br/><br/>Amy smiled. "You guys...thanks." Well then, the High School Heroine Society is on the case!"<br/><br/>...<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.myanimelist.net/images/characters/2/331697.jpg)</div>"Desiree! You didn't answer my last message!"<br/><br/>Dizzy and the gang just barely set foot in the front door before her mother, Dyanne Harper, seemingly appeared out of nowhere.<br/><br/>"The Kiwanis Club's meeting is next week!" she announced. "This is your big opportunity to make a good impression on Emerald's community, and I custom-ordered a nice custom dress, but you'll need to come in for measurements."<br/><br/>Dyanne just barely registered the presence of Amy and Esther. But once she did she homed in on Esther, closing the distance so that she was just at the fine line of acceptable personal space.<br/><br/>"Although if you're with Esther, I think I can trust you enough to make a quick trip on the way between here and...wherever it is you girls go nowadays."<br/><br/>"Umm...hold on, let me check my schedule," Esther answered as she whipped out her smartphone.<br/><br/>What do I tell her? Esther texted in the group chat.<br/><br/>Lol she left a voice message. Classic Mom maneuver. Amy texted back.<br/><br/>