"M, no matter how long you stare at it, it's still going to say "Property of Maywood Glen Academy."" "Which means this Retro could be a student." "A.D.I.S.N., can you run a data check on Maywood Glen students well-versed in computer science?" "Maybe a list of Coding Club members?" "Who you looking at?" "You eyeballin' me?" "Don't make me close the book on ya!" "Great." "The glitching is getting worse." "A.D.I.S.N. hasn't used that voice since we were on assignment in Jersey." "Bry, how are you doing on that IP trace?" "It looks like Retro routed his broadcast through several IP addresses, including Gino's Pizza." "This guy is good." "The man shows no mercy!" "A horrible pic of me with chimichurri sauce in my teeth just got posted to the whole school." "Oh!" "Hashtag, embarrassing." "Nothing but sunny skies." "As you can see" "But it looks like your weekend forecast has taken a turn for the worse." "Looks like Retro is taking this a step further." "So, Maywood Glen, having fun without your precious technology?" "Uh, no!" "Obvi." "Well, get used to it!" "All your little gadgets are ruining society." "Now I plan on punishing those responsible." "They think it's about progress, but they're wrong!" "And when I'm done with them, they'll be nothing but a laughingstock." "Break out your rain boots, Maywood Glen." "It's going to get stormy." "Adri's right." "Retro said the forecast is going to take a turn for the worse this weekend." "I don't understand why anyone would want to destroy our technology." "What did Snapchat ever do to this guy?" "What does he or she want?" "Sometimes nothing at all." "Whoa, a little heads-up next time?" "Sorry." "Girls, this Retro fits the classic profile of an anarchist." "Often a power-hungry outcast with a personal vendetta against society." "Sometimes they want nothing but to create chaos." "You need us back out there." "Let us go after this guy." "If this is a Maywood Glen student, who better to investigate him?" "We know the deets on everything at school." "Deets?" "Details." "Moms..." "Excuse me?" "Nothing, Quail..." "Sir..." "Ma'am." "Stop talking!" "Quail, trust us." "This is the perfect mission for us to get back out there." "Go." "♪ Go us!" "Go us!" "♪" "But remember, maintain your cover." "♪ Go us!" "Go us!" "♪" " Uh, guys, she means at school." " Oh!" "♪ Go us!" "♪" "♪ Go us!" "♪" "♪ Go us!" "Go us!" "♪" "Oh!" "Hey..." "McKeyla!" "You know, I was actually just about to text you." "But, like, man, nothing's workin'." "Yeah, I noticed that." "Nice hoodie." "Oh, yeah." "Thank you." "Um, hey, so, I was wonderin', uh, after our study session on Friday, if you, like, wanted to grab a slice of pizza?" "Why?" "Um... just 'cause, uh..." "I'm not a big fan of Fish Stick Friday." "I mean, have you ever seen a fish that looks like a stick?" "Yeah, it's called the Aulostomus chinensis, otherwise known as the trumpetfish." "Okay." "Um, well..." "We could always just get fro-yo." " Yeah, I love fro-yo." "How'd you know that?" "Uh, 'cause most kids do?" "Uh, well, fro-yo it is." "Uh, I guess I'll see you Friday?" "Well, that depends on the weather, doesn't it, Kyle?" "Well..." "rain or shine, I'll be there." "All right." "Bye." "I mean, he was bombarding me with questions about food." "He was asking about my time line... and then, out of nowhere, he knew I liked fro-yo!" "Everybody loves fro-yo." "He was wearing a hoodie!" "M, look around." "Okay..." "I guess we have our work cut out for us." "Hey, it's the camera." "'Cause that's what you're gonna be doin' after the Tech Fair." "Snapping pictures of the winner." "Which would be me!" "It's too late." "Hey, Justino, just wait until you feast your eyes on" "Cam's water-powered racing carmobile, Red!" "Before you say anything, it's a working title!" "O-M-G-sies." "Why is that DeMarco girl leaning against my locker?" "How am I gonna get her to move?" "I have some homemade, organic bunny-shaped marshmallows." "They can turn a frown upside down." "She doesn't strike me as a bunny-shaped marshmallow kind of gal." "You talkin' about me?" "Nope!" "Just talking about lockers." "They lock stuff inside them." "Well, you do." "I'm assuming you do." "Not to accuse you of anything." "Although I am." "But what I'm really trying to say here is" "I'm sure you know how lockers work." "Is she always like this?" "It's kind of her thing." "It's annoying." "Who's the locker blocker?" "DeMarco." "Devon DeMarco." "She's a senior who transferred from some fancy art school." "And she's not thrilled about it." "She makes us nervous." "I got this." "Watch me work my social skills." "Hey, Dev von." "Uh, I'm McKeyla, but my friends call me M." "So, uh, here's the thing." "You're kind of blocking my friend's locker, and she needs to get her books, so..." "Go away." "I'll go when I'm ready to go." "She's ready." "You have a funny way of making friends, chica." "She's leaving." "Hey, what's she doing with that spray paint?" "So not cool!" "She's tagging a poster of Dr. Melissa Tuttle." "She's been involved in the development of virtual reality, cloud apps, you name it." "Isn't she an alumni here?" "Only the greatest alumni ever!" "She's launching the prototype of a new drone this Saturday." "I've already got tix." "It's gonna be epic!" "Check it out." "It's gonna revolutionize drone technology for the next gen." "She's like an awesome girl version of Steve Jobs." "And DeMarco's painting handcuffs on the new drone." "Yeah, looks like she's trying to make some kind of statement." "Like she wants to handcuff technology." "And the launch is Saturday." "When Retro said things are taking a turn for the worse." "I think we have our suspect." "Nice work, Picasso." "Defacing school property." "That's against the rules." "Detention Saturday." "See ya there." "Save my seat." "Hmm... detention." "Hmm?" "You want me to get detention on purpose?" "Bobby, more homework, less hair." "Okay, but... you can't blame a guy for trying to look his best for a beautiful, intelligent woman like yourself." "Bobby, let me remind you... again." "I am way too old for you." "How's it going?" "Tutoring is starting to eat into my spying time." "Tell me about it!" "Not only do I have to get into detention, but my abuela has me making cakes of the solar system for the planetarium grand opening." "I finished the geometry problems you gave me, Bry." "Very good, Bobby." "I think I mentioned earlier..." "I go by Robert now." "If you look close, I got a little 'stache coming in." "It is, trust me." "Whatever." "Well, nice work." "I see improvement." "So do my parents." "That's why they wanna pay for another tutoring sesh this Saturday." "This Saturday?" "I can't." "I have plans." "Yup, with me." "Not to worry." "I got you a little raise 'cause you're worth it." "I'm only doing it because I have to pay for my own data." "So you can text me!" "Whatever." " Sorry, Bry." "There'll be more detentions." "Ooh." "Maybe I could still spy while you guys are in detention." "I'll run a voice scan to see if Devon's voice matches Retro's." "I'll just need something that'll record Devon's voice." " Then say hello to my little friend." "We can use my NOV-Eight issued lipstick recorder." "Sweet!" "Actually, it's sour apple." "A natural puckerant." "Very puckery!" "A little bit extra baking soda, extra Epsom salt food coloring and glitter." "Because everything's better with glitter." "And what do you get?" "Super bath fizz!" "But when you add a lot of this you get exploding bath fizz!" "My ticket to detention." "And I'm going to give Assistant Principal Wilson a taste of my magic." "Something I picked up on assignment in Vegas." "Do you hear a bird?" "You mean... this bird?" "Oh..." "Your salted caramel donut is delicious, Ms. Attoms." "Hmm, maybe... a tad salty." "Then you should stay hydrated, hmm?" "Hmm." "Oh... that's very cute." "You can tell all your friends about it in detention Saturday!" "Yes!" "Killed it." "You also killed your Saturday, hot dog." "I'll see you in detention." "Assistant Principal Wilson, wanna see a magic trick?" "Sure." "But I dabble in magic, too, so I'm not easy to impress." "Pick a card." "Now remember it and put it back." "Is it... the nine of diamonds?" "No, but good guess." "Well done, McAlister." "You might wanna hold the applause." "You like magic?" "Poof!" "Your Saturday just disappeared." "I will see you in detention." "Remember, in order for it to record, I have to continuously apply it." "So get her to say something rápido." "Capisce?" "Perf." "Now we just have to talk to her." "Emoji, frightened face." "Hey there, Dev on." "Um, I'm Bryden and this is Adrienne." "Since we never formally met, we figured we'd say hi." "Hopefully you'll say hi back." "And then I'll say something, you'll say something, and before you know it, a full-on convo." "Stop talking." "Let her talk." "Um... so if you wanna say hi back, uh, any "hi" will work." "Hello!" "Hey. 'Sup?" "Chello!" "Your friend looks like a clown." "Who's the clown now?" "Hmph!" "Nothing suspicious yet." "If she's planning something at Tuttle's launch tonight, she's gotta make a move soon." "Then let's go to work." "We're going to track her every move." "Hey there, Dev von." "So, I heard one of your brothers is a mechanic." "We're building a water-powered car for the Tech Fair, so if he could spare any parts, that'd be awesome!" "What's in it for me?" "Oh, really?" "I was expecting a "no" or a "get out of my face!"" "But we'll work something out." "I'll get back to you." "Welcome to detention, rule-breakers." "All cell phones in the box, and everybody, do your homework." "Already did it." "Then do tomorrow's." "Did that, too." "Then think about the homework you did." "DeMarco, I said homework, not doodling." "This is my art project." "I made it with homemade puff paint." "It's food coloring, flour, salt and baking powder." "Adding water really makes it, you know, puff." "Oh!" "Glitter in my nose!" "Oh!" "And in my contact." "Oh, that's great." "Thank you." " I'm gonna need my glasses." " Nice one, De..." "DeMarco!" "Sketch." "Muy sketch." "If DeMarco really is Retro, whatever she's planning for Dr. Tuttle's launch tonight she could be setting in motion right now!" "We'll follow her." "And I'll check her stuff." "Good call on the blacklight tracker." "This ultraviolet light illuminates the chemicals" "I sprayed on the bottom of her shoes." "We'll soon know if Devon's voice matches Retro." " Whoa." " I know..." "That's my cologne." "It's called Temptation." "She snuck into the computer lab." "Look at her." "Probably doing more hacking." "We've got you now, Señorita Puffy Pants." "What did you just call me?" "Puffy Pants?" "We know what you're up to, DeMarco." "Classic profile of an anarchist." "A what?" "Someone who likes to cause chaos." " Still don't get the "puffy pants."" " Doesn't matter." "You're going down for this." "Let's see what you got in here, DeMarco." "Hmm?" "Woo!" "Where am I?" "A.D.I.S.N., you're back!" "I feel like somebody hit my memory over the head with a motherboard." "Did you miss me?" "Of course." " How much?" " A lot." "Like, a lot, a lot?" "Just tell me who that was?" "It's an IM from Bry." "It says, "Devon's voice does not match Retro's."" "What are you talking about?" "You graffitied Dr. Tuttle's poster." "Explain that." "Yeah, to get detention." "I'm an artist." "What, they gonna give me detention for using the 3D printer during detention?" "Say that again?" "I sneak in here to do my personal art projects." "You did that?" "That's awesome." "Yeah, it's for my nana." "It's her birthday." "Are those for your nana, too?" "The woman likes skulls." "Got a problem with that?" "No, I think it's sweet." "Go back to your beautiful, but strangely haunting art." "Devon's not Retro!" "We know!" "Glitter everywhere." "I love my job." "Towel." "We need to get back to detention." "Not before I figure out what Retro's got planned for Tuttle's launch!" "You mean like releasing some kind of gas into the vents?" " Yes, exactly." "Something like that." "The gas is right beside me, isn't it?" "It's N2O, nitrous oxide, otherwise known as laughing gas." "That's what Retro must've meant by "turning Dr. Tuttle into a laughingstock."" "The vents must go right into the auditorium." "That's not all." "Looks like Retro's rigged a transmitter to send out a competing radio signal." "He's going to crash Tuttle's drone during her launch." "Of course!" "After Tuttle's epic fail, everyone will be laughing at her from the gas." "Plus the press will be there." "It'll totally ruin her." "Not if we disconnect the timer." "The timer is on a trip wire." "If we disconnect it, it'll go off anyway." "I gotta give it to this Retro." "He's pretty clever." "We need to call Bry so she can get the word out to stop the launch." "How?" "Assistant Principal Wilson took all of our phones." "Not all." " Wrong pocket." "Bob-Bry's phone." "Like how I put our names together?" "Bobby, put Bry on!" "Sorry, but my cupcake is getting us cupcakes." "Did you finish your 3D geometry shape?" "Sure did." " We've been Bobbied." "Just a little symbol of my un-Bry-dled affection." "A symbol?" "That's it!" "Bobby, thank you, thank you, thank you!" "To us." "Don't push it." "We got to figure this out ourselves." "I might be able to block Retro's signal with a Faraday cage." "A who-what cage?" "A metal cage that shields radio frequencies from being sent." "We just need to find one." "And I know where to get it." "Hey, Devon." "Think I could borrow that?" "Why?" "Mind if I don't tell you?" "Sounds shady." "I like shady." " Ugh!" " What is that?" "It's a gift for Devon's nana." "If I cover the antenna, the metal mesh from the skull will block the signal." "Boom." "That saved the drone." "Now for the gas." "If you heat nitrous oxide while it's releasing, it turns it into harmless oxygen and nitrogen, neutralizing it." "And I've got the perfect way to heat it." "I got this." "Good thing Janitor Larry is still stuck in the '90s." "That should do it." "I modified the regulator on the blower in order to heat the gas to 650 degrees." "I call it my Laughing Gas Hair Blow-Dryer Heating Contraption Thingy." "You know, maybe you should just stop trying to name things." "Either way, you lose, Retro." "Dr. Tuttle's speech at Maywood Glen Academy last night was both inspirational and enlightening." "Her new drone wowed the audience as it flew." "Congratulations, girls." "Even though we haven't located Retro yet, you still saved Dr. Tuttle's drone launch." "Job well done on your first mission back." "And we all got to meet her after her speech." "It was the one time Bry was speechless." "Go ahead, do your little dance." "What?" "I'm not a stick in the mud." "♪ Go us!" "Go us!" "♪" " ♪ Go us!" "Go us!" "♪" "Hello again, Maywood Glen." "Whoever ruined my plan to ruin Dr. Tuttle's launch should know that I'm the ruiner here." "I ruin things, not you!" "I'm the destroyer of technology." "And now you'll see what I can really do." "I promise you, I will have the last laugh." "We gotta stop this guy." "I was right!" "Check it out." "That's Black Star's symbol." "Yeah, but at this angle..." "Look familiar?" "I don't get it." "It's Havoc's symbol, too?" "Exactly." "It's like Black Star and Havoc are somehow... connected." "And if Havoc is involved, that means that your old friend Carson Lazarus could be Retro after all."