Kendra slinks in wearing a black cat suit, she quickly spots the chair where the microchip is supposed to be hidden, but a thorough search turns up nothing. She continues on into another room, the chip must be here somewhere.
Star enters & spots the chair right away. The chip isn't where it is supposed to be, but she continues her search - there's no way that this isn't the chair. Star is still poking around the bottom of the chair when she hears sounds - Kendra returning.
Star is positioned behind the door as Kendra enters. She puzzles over Kendra as she walks past. What is ANOTHER spy doing here? No time for questions, Star plunges a syringe into her rival's neck, Kendra's eyes roll back and flutter shut. She drags Kendra's limp body to the chair & begins to search her - she must have already found the chip! Star searches her limp rival - Kendra's catsuit has no pockets so she has to be thorough. Star unzips, the catsuit revealing Kendra's large, bare, breasts along with a bottle of chloroform, but no chip. She rolls her limp head around in her hands, searching Kendra's hair. Finally she pulls her to the ground & checks between her legs before giving up - wandering away to search the rest of the building - perhaps Kendra already hid it.
Kendra's eyes flutter open. She is trying to piece together what happened as Star returns from her search. Kendra quickly plops herself back in the chair, pretending to be unconscious. Star is confused - that's not where she left her is it? Something isn't right, but Star shakes off the feeling. She struggles as Kendra clamps the chloroform soaked rag over her mouth and nostrils.
Now Kendra searches her rival for the chip, though it begins to dawn on her that Star must think SHE has it. Kendra gives up and hides as Star begins to regain consciousness. Star is now completely convinced that it's a trap. She calls out to her rival, they need to get to the bottom of this. Kendra jumps out at her and they begin to struggle and argue. They're finally getting somewhere, trying to figure out who sent them both there, when noxious gas begins leaking from the ceiling. It was a trap. We fade out on both spies, unconscious, on the floor.
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