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THEME SONG: We arrive in the fashion world.

We are totally spies.

Genuine secret agents.

But we never give into fear.

Sam, Clover, Alex.

Whoo!

We'll win every day of the year.

S-P-I-E-S!

We are Totally Spies.

Yes.

My masterpiece is finally complete.

And now to build Mandy up to the height of popularity.

I think I'll take Intro to Journalism, Journalism

Basics, and Snooping 101.

You know, to appeal to my totally inquisitive side.

Great idea, Sammy.

Now, what classes should I sign up for?

Well, what do you want to be when you grow up, Alex?

Hm.

Maybe a veterinarian, or an animal psychologist, or a pony.

O-M-G, girls.

I have the most amazing news ever.

I totally just signed us up for fashion design class together.

Can you like, even believe it?

Not really, Clover.

I mean, fashion design's kind of your thing.

Trust me, girls.

It'll be a majorly awesome way o spend more time together.

And it'll be way fun.

Group hug.

Move it or lose it, people.

The Mandy train is coming through.

Whatever, Mandy.

Since when do we take orders from you?

Since I've officially decided to major

in being famous for being famous,

and will soon be the most influential

person on the planet.

My intern Trent is marketing me on all platforms of media

for the utmost in exposability.

Isn't that right, Trent?

Everything you say is right, Mandy.

Good answer.

Now, out of my way, losers.

Uh-oh.

Was the new student union not built to Southern

California earthquake codes?

I think it's a disturbance of a different kind, a WOOHP

quake.

Now that those freaks are gone,

let's hear what you've been working on

to help me achieve fame and fortune without actually

doing anything.

Well, for starters I've, been updating your website.

Ew.

Those pictures of me are totally dated.

They're from over three days ago.

Sorry, Mandy.

This is an internship.

This lame website isn't going to cut it.

I need something big, something innovative, something new.

If you are ready to experience the thrill of Mandy Book,

click here.

No way.

It's an entire social networking site dedicated to me.

Guess it mus have been created by one of my many admirers.

Now, hit the gas.

Oh, believe me, Mandy, Mandy Book will take you

places you've never dreamed of.

Jerry?

Are you in here?

I don't see him.

Not so fast, ladies.

I'm testing out the new chip or C-H-I-P,

WOOHP's new compressed helium inhalation

prototype that allows its user to float about like a balloon.

Unfortunately, I haven't figured out how to stop it from making

my voice so high-pitched.

As far as the attire, I've just returned from holiday.

Aloha.

And now for the reason you're here.

WOOHP sensors have picked up a very

strange frequency coming from somewhere around your campus.

What kind of frequency?

I'm not certain.

But because it's using brain wave technology

I've never seen before, I'd like you

to investigate on the double.

Hm.

Then what are we waiting for?

Bringing on the gadgets.

Very well, then.

First, we have your new compowders, now

with DNA recognition, hands-free capabilities, which literally

allow the devices to float beside you if you happen to be

tied up by a villain, multiple data

window projection function, and a shiny skin detector.

You mean like for detecting a slimy bad guy with

creepy tentacles or something?

No, for detecting when your faces

get extra sweaty on a mission.

In the unfortunate event of breakthrough shine,

the compowder will beep, alerting you

that it's time to apply a fresh coat of powder.

ALL: Awesome.

Next, we have the brace board bracelet that tightens around

the wrist when picking up strange amplitude,

WOOHP speeders, the cutting edge in personal transport devices,

and finally, the Incendi-earrings.

Ouch.

Wow, Jer.

These are mega-hot.

More so than you know, Clover.

When tossed, they produce intense heat

capable of incinerating whatever they touch.

Awesome.

Now, goodbye spies, and good luck.

Now this is what I call hecka cool.

Are you kidding me?

If any cute guys see me riding this geeky thing,

I'll totally freak.

And if this WOOHP speeder thing isn't annoying enough,

my wrist seriously hurts.

That's because the gadget Jer gave

you is picking up a frequency.

Guess now I know why he named the Brace For It Bracelet.

You have to brace yourself for the pain.

Come on, spies.

I think we've reached our target.

So what do you think?

Should we climb the trellis and head for the roof?

Oh, please.

Climbing is old school.

Woo-hoo!

OK.

Looks like the chimney's our best way inside.

Good thing we haven't eaten lunch yet.

It's gonna be a tight fit.

Whoa.

Check it out.

It's all sorts of high tech in here.

And all sorts of cluttered.

It's not all high tech.

This toothbrush looks perfectly ordinary.

TOOTHBRUSH: I am the Toothinator.

For deep cleaning, press one.

For bad breath detection, press two.

OK.

Looks can be deceiving.

Ow.

The Brace For It Bracelet's picking up

that frequency again.

I think it's coming from that computer over there.

Time for a little recon.

So much for being stealthy.

Girls, I think the alarm's the least of our problems.

Oh, no.

Huh?

Whoa.

Oh!

Woo-hoo.

Yeah.

OK.

Most obnoxious house ever.

More like strangest mission ever.

A hostile house with aggressive appliances?

What gives?

Girls, mission update.

Jer, perfect timing.

We need WOOHP to analyze this crazy high

tech toothbrush Alex found. - Not a problem.

Oh, and girls, you have your fashion

design class in five minutes.

Ta a.

Uh, you're welcome, Mr. Grabby.

And now for a wardrobe change.

After all, we got to show up to class looking ab fab.

Yes.

Fashion victory.

Woohoo!

One banana smoothie, please.

Alex, what are you doing?

We're running late.

Oopsie.

Uh, guys, are you noticing what I'm noticing?

That our outfits are radiating with impeccable taste?

Yes.

I did notice.

No, that every single student on campus

is looking at their smartphones and tablet computers.

Hey.

Aw, man.

There goes lunch.

Shh, guys, listen.

Did you read the post about Mandy

donated her old waterskis to the Mojave drought relief effort?

Totally.

She's so giving.

I know.

I'm just glad we have Mandy Book to keep us

up to date on her awesomeness

ALL: Mandy Book?

Hm.

OK. What is going on?

What is going on is that my new social networking

site, Mandy Book, I know have over 100,000 followers.

Trent, you really should throw me a party to celebrate.

Why haven't you losers joined yet?

Oh, that's right.

Because you're always riding the caboose of every awesome trend.

Let's roll, Trent.

I can't dare to be seen with these popularity killers.

I can't believe it.

Mandy's actually becoming famous.

And all this time, I thought

students had good taste.

Uh-oh We're late for class.

And now that I've built her up,

it's time to watch Mandy fall.

Keep those hemlines tight, people.

Faster.

Fashion doesn't create itself.

More sweat.

More tears.

Oh, less spandex.

Isn't this the best idea ever?

I love being in class with you guys.

Yeah.

Yeah, Sam.

I'm just not feeling this fashion disaster in the making.

I'm feeling a do over.

A do over?

And I'm Clover.

Way to work the non-fashion fashion look, Alex.

Tres chic.

Oh, Love the sleeve stain, Sam.

It's a bold statement, Craziness like that will take

you far in the fashion biz.

OK.

That's a wrap for today.

I'll see you all tomorrow.

Professor Plunkett totally hates me.

He didn't even get my name right.

Oh, no he doesn't, Sam.

I mean, Clover.

I hope you guys are right.

In any case, you're the best friends ever.

Did you read the latest post on Mandy Book?

She started charging for autographs.

She won't even shake hands unless she's

wearing designer gloves.

Wow.

Sounds like Mandy's followers are kind of mad at her.

They same more than mad.

They totally turned against her.

Awesome.

Now that things are getting juicy on Mandy Book,

I'm going to sign up just to get the dish.

Whoa.

Check out this tragedy.

Make way, followers.

The princess of popularity is coming threw.

There she is.

Get her.

Hey, take it easy. Stay back.

I am icon.

I deserve respect.

Do you people know who I am?

Hey, that seems like a pretty extreme reaction.

Totally.

We better go help her before the crowd mauls her.

Yeah.

Ouch.

And before this bracelet gets any tighter.

I'm not sure why, but it must be picking up

that frequency again.

Whoa.

These people are crazy stalkers.

Ah!

Ick, ick, ick.

Why are the best hiding places always the nastiest?

Ouch.

Ha!

I should have known you guys were behind all of this.

You're the ones who made my followers revolt, you

and your freaky outfits.

Mandy, we have nothing to do with what's going on.

It's Jerry.

Excuse us for just one minute.

Girls, I've just gotten the DNA results

back from the toothbrush.

Seems it belongs to a Telly Hardwire.

Good luck.

Telly Hardware?

Wasn't he the president of the computer club at Beverly High?

Mandy, have you ever heard of Telly Hardwire?

Telly who?

You probably would know my name

if you bothered to cyber friend me when I sent you a friend

request in high school.

Telly? Me

That's right.

And I'm here to take Mandy down in flames as revenge

for dissing me and thinking she's better than everyone

else.

Seriously, dude?

That is so pathetic.

People like you don't get that it's geeks like me who create

the social networks you enjoy.

Exactly.

Like I said, get over it.

Oh, I am getting over it.

Whatever.

This is just a little bump in the highway

on my road to mega stardom.

Here they come again, and they don't look like they're

on your side, Mandy.

Wha

I've integrated a mind control brain wave frequency

in Mandy Book that not only hooks

your followers on the site, but also makes

them want to take you down.

And since it's working so well, after you're eliminated,

I'm going after everyone in the world who ever rejected one

of my online friend requests.

This guy has lost it.

Clover, keep them at bay.

Alex.

We need to get Mandy out of here.

Let's get her everyone.

Clover?

Look at her eyes.

Telly's frequency must have affected her.

Oh!

What are we going to do?

Chips up, Alex.

Huh?

Trent.

I am so happy to see you.

There's this whacked up--

Help.

She's over here.

You traitor.

You are so fired.

Mandy, hurry up.

Get in.

Look out.

Hang on, guys.

I'm not so good at driving one of these things.

Pull over and give us Mandy.

Alex, head toward the house where

the frequency's coming from.

I'll try, but Clover has total WOOHP speeder rage.

Let's try our chips again.

Look out.

Here comes Telly and the mob.

How fitting that you were taken down by your own vanity.

Um, I don't suppose if I friended you

now, you'd call off the mob?

Didn't think so.

Alex, hurry.

You need to destroy the frequency transmitter.

I'm on it Sammy.

If she gets to the transmitter,

she'll compromise Mandy Book.

Stop her.

Woo-hoo.

This is a job for the Incendi-earrings.

Not you again.

Alex, any time you get to destroy net frequency,

it'd be much appreciated.

I'm trying, Sam.

Hm.

Ah!

Alex.

Ugh.

All I know is that these things better work.

No.

Hey.

What happened to my uni.

What am I doing in public looking like this?

Uh-oh.

My first shine alert.

You're still my loyal and devoted followers,

though, right.

D'oh.

They probably lost interest because they

saw me hanging out with you.

Trent.

You're rehired.

We have a lot of work to do rebuilding my popularity.

Whatever you say, Mandy.

Not so fast, Telly.

You've got a date with WOOHP prison.

Let me go. I'm warning you.

I'll ruin your popularity.

I can do it.

I'll take it from here, girls.

Excellent work.

Jer.

Someone might need to have today's

events removed from her memory, if you know what I mean?

Hey.

What are you doing?

Let me go.

Do you know who I am?

I am famous.

I have 100,000 followers.

More like had 100,000 followers.

Well, girls, I say we definitely started

this semester with a bang.

Heck, yeah.

I mean, could things get any more exciting.

I'm just glad everything worked out for the best.

Bu I'm still bummed that Professor Plunkett

doesn't like my fashion sense.

Now that is what I call fierce.

I mean, how many girls would dare

rock a singed cat suit, bird's nest hair look after Labor Day?

I love it.

Alex.

O-M-G. This is going to be the best year ever.

If only he could get my name right.