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on the oil derrick.
    And, unobserved, Finn McMissile was checking them all out.

H idden from the party guests, Finn McMissile was secretly running the image of every one of those WGP cameras through his computer. So far, each one had been rejected as NOT A MATCH with the camera from the oil derrick.
    From out of the crowd, a gorgeous sports car parked herself next to Finn and swiftly eyed her surroundings. Then she leaned in and whispered the secret code, “A Volkswagen Karmann Ghia has no radiator.”
    Finn barely moved as he whispered the coded reply, “That’s because it’s air-cooled.”
    The two spies had been given the coded prompt and reply so that they could identify each other at this party. Now they moved swiftly into their hushed introductions.
    â€œI’m Agent Shiftwell. Holley Shiftwell from the Tokyo station,” she said. “I have a message from London.” Holley was a recent graduate of the secret- agent academy, brand-new to the world of espionage. Not a field agent like Finn, she did diagnostics work, examining and interpreting data.
    â€œNot here,” Finn whispered as he led Holley to a glass elevator. When the doors closed, he spoke more freely. “So the lab boys analyzed the photos I sent? What did they learn about that camera?”
    â€œNothing out of the ordinary, I’m afraid,” Agent Shiftwell replied brusquely. “They said perhaps you could get closer pictures next time?”
    Finn bristled. “A good spy gets what he can, then gets out before he’s killed.”
    The younger agent looked flustered. “Yes, sir. Of course.” Then she added, “There’s an American agent who’s been under deep cover on that oil platform. He was able to get a photo of the car who’s running the entire operation.”
    â€œThis could solve everything,” Finn muttered.
    â€œThe American is here tonight to pass the photo to you,” Holley added. “He’ll signal you when he’s ready.”
    Ding! The elevator doors swung open.
    Finn was pleased with Holley’s news. “Whoever’s in that photo is up to something big,” he commented quietly. “He has hundreds of hooligans working for him, including Professor Z.”
    Holley, too, knew of Professor Z: “One of the most dangerous weapons designers in the world,” she whispered. Then she added, “There’s one other thing before I go: The oil field itself? It turns out it’s the largest oil reserve in the world.”
    Finn pondered that for a moment. “This is bigger than I—” He stopped abruptly as he saw two Gremlins and a Pacer moving through the crowd—Professor Z’s cars! Finn immediately recognized them from the oil derrick. He ducked behind a large Japanese ceremonial helmet. He knew that now he’d never be able to make contact with the American agent without being recognized.
    â€œWhat is it?” Holley asked him.
    â€œNew plan,” Finn told her swiftly. “ You’re meeting the American.”

    Mater continued to roll happily through the party. He really was beginning to feel at home in his glamorous new surroundings.
    Wandering up to a sushi bar, he stared eagerly at the feast before him.
    â€œLightning’s probably starving,” he said to himself thoughtfully. Then he asked the chef, “Hey, you got anything that’s free?”
    Mater noticed the fiery-hot green wasabi. “What about that pistachio ice cream?”
    â€œNo, no, wasabi,” the chef said, correcting him.
    But Mater didn’t understand. He still thought it was ice cream!
    He pointed to the spicy green wasabi again. “That looks delicious. I should probably sample some myself just to be sure.”
    The chef nodded and put a small dab of wasabi aside for Mater. “Uh, a little more, please,” Mater asked. The sushi chef ’s eyes widened as Mater asked for more and