Sometime later, in the dungeons of Cobra's secret Toyville hideout...

"How is our new prisoner settling in, Baroness?" "Hah! Cobra Commander; I knew where the Baroness, skanky bitch-whore that she is, was you wouldn't be far behind! Terrorist scum! I won't tell you any of the Joe's secret plans! I'll never talk, no matter how much you torture me!"

"Ah, but I don't want you to talk, my dear." "eh? Well, I've been specially trained; Dr Mindbender won't be able to brainwash me into being your..." "No, not that either." "So, I'm to be a bait to lure the Joes into a trap? They won't fall for that hackneyed old ruse... again." "No, not that either... for, you see, Lady Jaye, the Joe's won't even know you're gone" "What do you mean?"

"He means me, Lady Jaye!"

"What? Who? Ohmigod! It's... it's... it's me!"

. "Hah, no, it is I, Zartan, Master of Disguise!" "Impressive, is he not, Lady Jaye? So, Zartan, what have you learned from the Joe's?" "A small team is being left in Toyville. The others are splitting into two parties to hunt for MiskatonicNick; I will be travelling with Duke's party and will report back immediately they have the masked freak." "Fiends! But as good as that diguise is, Zartan, you won't be able to fool the Joes for ever!" "Oh no? Your hubby, Flint, failed to notice last night.... or this morning! Wahey! That was certainly worth getting my bikini-line waxed for!" "WHAT!"

"BWHAHAHAHAH! Come, Zartan, let us plot the Joe's downfall somemore..."

"Huh. On the bright side, at least with that plan there's no need for me to be tortured to death" "True. But we are the bad guys - Baroness; she's all yours."   "Thank you Cobra Commander... now, what was it you called me, Jaye, 'skanky bitch-whore'? Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear..."

...

Ouch. Let's check back in with the Obitsu sisters quickly...

"Criminy, Sandy - you call that adventuring gear? Where's all the leather? The gun belts? The swords and knives? Sheesh, not even gripping hands! You'd be drummed out of the Custom Gals guild!"

"Goody goody... at last I get to play with all my toys; twin katana's; check. Big honkin' handgun; check. Anti-Olsen explosive shells; check..." "Hey, Pinky, did the lights just momentarily dim in your room too?" "Yep, must've been a big power surge somewhere - anyhoo, you ready yet, Sandy?" "As ready as I'll ever be."

"Sorry, Pinky... but no matter how hard some us try to be action figures we still end up as dolls"  "Still, looks like you're packing peanuts so that'll keep a certain section of our readership happy.C'mon, let's go toast some Olsens!" "Um, surely you mean rescue MiskatonicNick?" "Yeah, that too"