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cornered and barely stood a chance against Professor Z’s two thugs. They fought as Mater thrashed around inside the stall.
    Finally, Mater crashed through the stall door, smashing into the thugs.
    Mater had no idea that he had just interrupted a brawl. Rod was already pretty badly beaten. Professor Z’s two cars were determined to recover his top-secret information.
    Huffing and puffing, Mater stared at Grem and Acer. He towed cars like these all the time back home in Radiator Springs!
    â€œHey! A Gremlin and a Pacer! No offense to your makes and models, but you guys break down harder than—” Mater stopped short. He felt a tickle as Rod slipped a small device into his undercarriage.
    â€œWhat the…?” Mater said as he turned and saw Rod for the first time. “Whoa. You okay?” Mater asked the battered American agent.
    â€œI’m fine,” Rod responded, knowing that Grem and Acer wouldn’t get the information he’d been carrying. It would soon be out the door with this dented old tow truck. The device he’d slipped into Mater’s undercarriage contained information that would lead Agent McMissile to the head of Professor Z’s evil operation.
    â€œHey, tow truck?” Grem said, trying to get Mater’s attention. “We’d like to get to our private business here, if you don’t mind.”
    â€œOh, yeah, sorry,” Mater answered. “Don’t let me get in the way of your private business.” He was about to leave, then turned back and added, “Oh! A little advice: When you hear her giggle, press that green button. It’s to adjust the temperature.”
    â€œGot it,” Acer answered.
    â€œAll right, then,” Mater said, and rolled out of the bathroom.
    With Mater gone, Grem and Acer turned their attention back to Rod.
    Outside the men’s room door, Holley picked up the signal coming from the device on Mater. The rusty, dented tow truck was hardly keeping a low profile.
    â€œThis can’t be him,” she said into her radio. No secret agent she’d ever heard of would act like this!
    Mater was shaking a rear tire as he approached the dance floor. “Look out, ladies,” he said. “Mater’s fittin’ to get funky.”
    â€œIs he American?” Finn radioed back.
    Holley sighed. “Very.”
    â€œThen it’s him,” Finn told her.
    Holley quickly drifted over to Mater and whispered the coded message: “A Volkswagen Karmann Ghia has no radiator.”
    â€œOf course it doesn’t,” Mater replied. “That’s because it’s air-cooled.”
    If there was anyone who knew all about cars, it was Mater. He was a tow truck, after all. He loved to help other cars. When they broke down, he tried to fix them or tow them. It was his nature.
    In the world of espionage, though, Mater had just delivered a secret code to identify himself as an international spy! Naturally, Holley and Finn assumed he was the American agent.
    â€œI’m from the Tokyo office,” Holley began to tell him. But Mater wasn’t done giving her all the facts on air-cooled engines. She was, after all, a very pretty car, and he was hoping to impress her.
    He rattled on about all sorts of makes, models, and years in car history before Holley finally interrupted.
    â€œListen,” she said, “we should find somewhere more private. Impossible to know which areas here are compromised. When can I see you again?”
    â€œWell, let’s see,” Mater answered happily. He couldn’t believe she was asking him out on a date! “Tomorrow I’ll be out there at the races.”
    â€œGot it,” Holley replied. “We’ll rendezvous then.”

M ater strolled back to the party and finally met up with his team.
    â€œThere you are,” Lightning said to him. “Where have you been?”
    Mater seemed to be in a daze. “What’s a