Dustin stood just outside Imogen's workplace, looking at the different Lingerie. He stood there for a while, and her trainees came over to her," Um—Manager?" One of them whispered tapping her shoulder

"Yes?" Imogen didn't turn around and just said while she sorted out the Lingerie sets.

"There is another boy that's just standing at the front gawking—He might scare the customers away"

Imogen rolled her eyes placing the matching sets down and turned ready to scare off the young teens who made it a habit to look at the mannequins. None of her co-workers had the guts to scare off people, so it was always her.

"For the love of—" She let out a snort, seeing her brother wave," Oh, that's my little brother"

"Really? Oh—I'm sorry" Imogen chuckled patting her shoulder," Is it okay if I take a break? He just got back from Camp and all, and he probably wants to spend time with me"

"Oh! Yeah sure, totally, I'll give you an extra hour"

Imogen grinned thanking her, as she walked over to Dustin throwing her arm over his shoulder," I swear, you boys are not going to catch a virus walking in the store you know"

"I can't believe you got a job there" He shivered," But I guess you did just to be next to Steve's workplace"

"Well yeah, it was—but the minimum wage is amazing there! I get Five dollars an hour; can you believe that?"

They both walked into Scoops Ahoy and got in line, after the two before them. Robin was too busy scooping ice cream into the cones to notice her.

"Aren't you proud he got the job?" Dustin looked up at her," Nah, I knew he would get it, I mean I didn't spend 5 hours mock-interviewing him for nothing"

"Five hours?!" Dustin gaped as she nodded," Yeah, could have been six, but Mom came and saved the day, with dinner"

"Hey, Manager!" Imogen turned her head up to her co-worker who called out to her," Hey I'll be right back"

"Okay"

She walked over to her employer, Gina," Is something wrong?"

"Yeah, Sally can't make it for her shift—and I tried to call the others, but no one can cover her"

"Shit" Imogen bit her lip, and peeked behind her, to her brother and boyfriend laughing.

"I'll cover her" She turned back," Just put the key in my locker, and I'll close the shop tonight" Gina nodded walking back to the shop next door.

"How many children are you friends with?" Robin asked looking at the two before her, Imogen laughed walking over and having heard her question.

"Oh Rob, trust me—too many to count" Steve looked at her and pouted as she sent him a wink.

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"No, no. No way" Steve shook his head at Dustin who was telling him about his girlfriend Suzie," Hotter than Phoebe Cates? No."

Imogen chuckled picking ice cream off her brother's sundae," Mm-hmm. Brilliant, too. And she doesn't even care that my real pearls are still coming in"

"She says kissing is better without teeth" Imogen almost choked on the ice cream," Woah there" She raised her hand stopping him," You are fourteen! What are you—"

Steve laughed patting her hand that was on the table," Hey there Juliet, you had your first kiss when you were 5"

"Five?!!?" Dustin shouted turning to her and making Imogen roll her eyes at Steve

"Hardly a kiss" Imogen muttered scooping up more ice cream

"Hey!" Steve pursed his lips

"Wait—your first kiss was him?!" Dustin turned his head looking at her pointed his hand to Steve

"It was more of him falling on me after we both were fighting over the glue bottle" She waved her hand," I won, but Steve got all temperamental and somehow fell over during his tantrum"

Dustin laughed holding his stomach," Oh my god, are there more embarrassing Steve stories?! Why have you been holding back Sis?"

"Hey now" Steve tapped the table," No more—"

"I'll lend you my diary, it has everything in there" Imogen cut him off

"Betrayal" Steve mouth making her stick her tongue out to him and him mimicking it

"And I'm supposedly the kid here?" Dustin motioned his hand to Robin who was cleaning the table near them.

"It gets worse" She commented making Imogen and Steve sent glares to her," Oi!"

Dustin went back to eating his ice cream and then looked at Steve," So do you really just get to eat as much of this as you want?"

"Yeah. I mean, sure. It's not really a good idea for me, though if anything it's Immy who eats most of the time"

"Hey, can't blame me for having a high-ass metabolism"

"Oh, lucky you" Steve mumbled in jealousy, making her grin at him lifting another scoop of ice cream to her mouth slowly to mock him.

"So where are the other knuckleheads" Steve questioned

Dustin sighed lowering his spoon," They ditched me yesterday. Can you believe that shit?"

"No" Steve's face dropped and looked at Imogen who sent him a half-smile," I thought the same thing, Babe, I'm just as annoyed"

"Whoa. Seriously?" Steve's voice went high in irritated

"I swear to God. Mm. They're gonna regret it, though, big time, when they don't get to share in my glory"

"Glory?" Imogen raised her eyebrow," What glory?" Steve added

Dustin smirked at them and waved his hand for them to lean in closer, both following," So last night, we're trying to get in contact with Suzie...And uh..."

He then whispered inaudibly making the two furrow their brows not hearing a single thing.

"What?" Steve asked making Dustin click his tongue," Uh..."

He then said it again, but still not even close to being loud enough for them to hear him.

"Just speak louder," Steve said straightly

"I intercepted a secret Russian communication!" Dustin shouted making Imogen and Steve pull back as their ears were ringing, and everyone in Scoops all looked at their table.

"Jeez. Shh. Yeah, okay, that's what I thought you said" Steve said nonchalantly trying to act casual.

"I just need both your help" Dustin turned to them both

"With what?" Imogen asked carefully, he then turned to his bag unzipping it, and pulled out a Russian-English Dictionary

"Translation"

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Imogen furrowed her brows, listening to the recording through the radio Dustin gave her a while back. She couldn't been at Scoops, since her break was over.

Though, listening to the recording over and over she couldn't help but find the music in the background of the recording familiar.

"So, what do you think?" She heard Dustin say as he stopped the recording

"It sounded familiar" She heard Steve mumble

"What?"

"Me too, it sounds familiar," Imogen said over the radio

"What did?" Dustin asked again

"The music," Steve and Imogen said at the same time, granted Imogen's own was delayed because of the radio," The music right there at the end"

"Why are you guys listening to the music? Listen to the Russian!!" he shouted the last part making Imogen grimace at the frequency.

"Hey Manager, I need your help" Gina opened the back-room door.

"Shit" She whispered," Okay, I'll be out in a minute" Gina nodded closing the door.

"Hey, I have to get back to work, I'll be over there later—Sorry I can't be as helpful"

"It's okay Sis, we'll try our best to decode it"

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"The week is long, the silver cat feeds when blue meets yellow in the west." Imogen nearly jumped out of her skin walking into the Scoops backroom at Robin, Steve and Dustin saying those words in sync.

She raised her hand to her chest," I swear I thought I was walking straight into a horror film the way you guys said—" She then scrunched her nose," What is that exactly?"

Robin folded her arms," It's the message" She nudged her head making Imogen turn to the board. She read it over and then pursed her lips," Okay what in the world does that mean?"

They all sighed and shook their heads," No idea" Dustin said unhappily

"It just can't be right" Steve lowered the gate to the shop's entrance as Imogen locked it.

"It's right" Robin stated

"Honestly, I think it's great news" Dustin shrugged

"How is this great news?" Steve asked as he threw his arm over Imogen's shoulder," I mean, it's total nonsense"

"It's not nonsense. It's too specific"

"That means it's code" Imogen spoke up as Dustin nodded"," Exactly"

"What do you mean, a code?"

"Come on babe" Imogen pat his back," It's like a super-secret spy code"

"That's a total stretch" Steve denied

"I don't know, is it?" Robin intervened

"You're buying into this?" Steve gaped at her

"Listen, just for kicks, let's entertain the possibility that it is a secret Russian transmission. What'd you think they were gonna say, "Fire the warhead at noon"?"

"Exactly" Dustin raised his hand

"-And my translation is correct. I know that for sure, so..."

"The silver cat feeds" Imogen repeated the phrase," Why would anyone talk like that unless they're trying to mask the true meaning of their message"

"Exactly—again, come on Steve the girls have a point"

"Why would anyone mask the true meaning of their message?" Robin spoke up with excitement in her voice," Unless the message was somehow sensitive?"

"Exactly"

"I-So I guess that confirms your suspicion."

"Evil Russians"

Robin then turned to Steve and Imogen as she grinned," I can't believe I'm about to agree with this strange child—No offence Imogen—but yeah evil Russians"

Imogen halted to Steve who stopped walking," Steve?"

He looked at the mechanical horse, and dug in his pockets," What are you doing? Hey Steve!" Robin called over as he dropped the coins in his pocket.

"Uh, it's a quarter. I need—" Imogen reached over," Here" He smiled at her and knelt to the small ride.

Dustin and Robin ran over to him," You need help getting up, little Stevie?"

"Shh!!" Both Imogen and Steve said together as they listened to the song," Listen" Imogen nudged her head.

"Holy shit" Dustin pointed and Robin looked at him confused

"The music" Imogen shifted her gaze to Robin as he dropped his bag dug out the recorder, and he quickly played it.

"I don't understand" Robin shook her head

"It's the exact same song on the recording" Dustin motioned his hand.

Robin lifted her hand still not convinced "Maybe they have horses like this in Russia"

"Indiana Flyer?" Steve pointed to the label "I don't think so. This code, it... didn't come from Russia"

Imogen gulped standing up as she looked at each of them," It came from here"