"I don't know.  I mean...I hate to say it, but while we hadn't paid up for anything else, the tickets were in our name.  We might just be out of that money."  She paused.  "Yang?  Your computer...there's something I just noted on my desktop.  There's a program there, one I haven't seen before.  Can you check yours and see if you've got the same one...it's got this image of a cartoony girl holding what looks like a calendar in her hands and is just labeled 'PCC.'  Slowly, she slid into the seat before it.  "PCC...Perfect Cosplay Calendar?  Could it be some sort of scheduling and appointment program or something?"  She knew, having been zapped, she was probably now<em>also</em>an official employee of Perfect Cosplay.