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Sam, Clover, Alex, whoo!

We arrive at the fashion world.

We are Totally Spies.

Genuine secret agents.

Cuz we never give in to fear.

Sam, Clover, Alex, whoo!

We'll win everyday of the year.

S-P-I-E-S. We are Totally Spies.

At long last I've found you.

The key to my future.

A future where I will be king of the world.

Ha-ha-ha.

Yay!

OK, students.

All eyes on your favorite professor.

It's time to learn the top five trendiest ways

to rock a pashmina for fall.

Number one is called, The Croissant.

Twist this baby around on your neck, like so.

Whoa.

Now that's what I call, cutting edge.

Totes.

Like, who knew yummy pastries could be so

inspiring in the fashion world?

And now for look number two, The Schooner.

With just a few twists, your bad hair days

will be setting sail forever.

OK.

Who broke the no cell phones in class rule?

Uh, Professor P. I think it's your phone that's ringing.

Sweet balls of yarn.

Students, I have some very exciting news.

I submitted the class's recent work to an international design

competition.

And it appears that we have won!

No way!

For realsies?

That's amazing!

That's no surprise to me,

My designs are killer.

So what exactly did we win, Professor?

Hold on.

It says here, that the entire class has been chosen

to go on a trip to France.

And that's not all.

No.

Our ultimate destination will be the Palace of Versailles

where we'll be attending a major fashion

event showcasing the clothing of Marie Antoinette.

And since it looks like we're departing this afternoon,

I guess it's class dismissed.

See you at the airport at 4 PM, sharp.

Trent!

Meet me in my dorm room, pronto.

I'm going on the trip of a lifetime

and I need you to start packing for me.

ASAP!

I can't believe this is really happening.

Oh, wait a sec.

What if Jerry won't let us take any time off from spying?

Hello, ladies.

And congratulations on your big win in fashion design class.

But how could you know?

We like, just found out minute ago.

Because it's my job to know everything about everything.

And that includes your trip to Versailles.

So does this mean we can go?

Of course.

Wow, Jerry.

Thanks for having our backs.

You're quite welcome.

And just to show you how supportive I am,

may I present you with these gift bags?

Chock full of goodies that are sure to come

in handy on your trip.

Oh.

Thanks, Jer.

I don't care what Clover says.

I think you're a pretty good boss.

Is that so?

So, I guess it's goodbye then, Jerry.

Indeed, it is.

Or as they say in France, ladies.

Bon voyage.

Ta-ta.

Wow.

Did you know that Versailles is one of the largest

palaces in the world?

It has more than 700 rooms, over 2000 windows.

And all sorts of hidden tunnels.

What is the hold

We should have totally taken off by now.

We're just waiting for--

Put some muscle into it, Trent.

I've seen more bicep on my granny.

And you better make sure that trunk makes it on the plane.

My entire wardrobe is in there.

Is it me, or is this flight taking forevs?

Clover, we've only been in the air for 15 minutes.

Exactly.

Shouldn't we be there by now?

This is a commercial jet.

It doesn't fly at WOOHP speed.

Phooet.

I'm antsy for Francey.

Hey.

Speaking of WOOHP, I wonder if any of Jer's goodies

will entertain me.

Oh, no.

He didn't?

What's wrong?

What's wrong is the so-called gifts that Jerry gave us,

all double as WOOHP gadgets.

The Whatever Be Gone Vanishing Cream

not only takes care of blemishes,

but can also momentarily disintegrate solid surfaces.

The Wind Glider Berets are not only fashionable,

but allow us to fly.

And the Laser Beam Eye Mask can soothe the peepers

during long flights, and amid a powerful laser

beam when necessary.

That tricky trickster.

He'd better not be thinking of sending us on any missions

while we're in France.

What was that?

This doesn't feel like your average turbulence, girls.

Something is definitely up.

Well it better not be some crazy baddy

sabotaging our trip.

Everyone, remain calm.

Everything's fine.

Tell that to my pants.

They look like a circus tent.

Yes, Captain?

We're experiencing problems due to a shifting of the weight

in the cargo hold.

Probably due to a piece of oversized luggage

moving around.

Then I guess there's only one thing to do.

Get that cute flight attendant's digits before we're

all swimming in the ocean?

Nope.

Jettison Mandy's duds, on the double.

All right, spies.

Now all we gotta do is exit the aircraft so we can reach

the cargo hold from outside.

Uh.

Uh, great idea, Sammy But how are we going to do that?

The Whatever Be Gone Vanishing Cream oughta do the trick.

Awesome!

Maybe Jerry giving us these lame gifts

was a good thing, cuz these Wind Glider Berets are way cool.

Laser Beam Eye Mask, do your thing.

No wonder the plane's unstable.

Mandy's trunk must weigh a ton.

Then it's time we stabilized it.

Yes!

Nice work, spies.

Finally.

I hope my luggage didn't gets scratched during all

of that annoying tilting.

So much for a boring flight.

Next stop, France.

Woo-hoo.

Whoa.

Now this is what I call posh.

Chyeah.

This place is like, even glitzier than Beverly Hills.

And way classier.

Hello, everyone.

I am Mr. Auguste, the palace representative.

Welcome to glorious Versailles.

I'm Professor Plunkett, and these are my students.

Let me tell you how positively thrilled we are to be here.

And I'm thrilled to have you.

Which is why you will be staying at the palace itself,

as well as being my guests of honor

at tonight's Marie Antoinette Fashion Show.

Speaking of being a guest of honor.

Since my intern here lost my luggage.

I could really use an outfit to bum around the palace in.

I'll have a reproduction of one of Marie

Antoinette's favorite

waiting for you in your room.

Now if you'll follow me, into the Palace we go.

Hurry up and get settled, everyone.

We've got a big day ahead of us.

STUDENT: Oh, this place is awesome.

No way.

This is unbelievable.

We totally nabbed Marie Antoinette's bedroom.

And check it out.

You can see all sorts of cool Versailles stuff from up here.

The lake, , the labyrinth and even the Petit Trianon.

The private villa where the queen used to hang out.

All I see are a bunch of statues with major muscles.

That's Neptune, and Saturn, and Bacchus.

And Enceladus.

They're ancient gods, Clover.

Well whoever they are, they're seriously hot.

And so is this room. Score!

I guess our wish finally came true.

For once we actually get to enjoy France.

Totally.

It's goodbye spying, hello vacay.

Jer?

Huh?

OK.

Is this your idea of a lame joke, Jer?

We were just getting ready to settle

into some serious decadence when you WOOHP'd us.

Sorry to rain on your parade of pampering, girls.

But something has come up.

Oh, and by the way, great job on the plane earlier.

I need you to check out a rather disconcerting break

in at the Palais de Luxembourg in Paris, ASAP.

You know, since you're in the neighborhood.

And what exactly do you mean by disconcerting, Jer?

The palace contains a top secret vault completely

unknown to the public.

It's filled with some of France's rarest antiquities

from the royal court of the 18th century.

And though the building's owners are certain that someone was

in the vault, what they aren't sure of

is if anything was taken.

A secret sounds cool and all.

But couldn't you just send one of your WOOHP Paris agents

to check it out?

Like Melanie, or Dom, or Magalie, or

I would.

But at present they're all busy investigating an evil macaroon

manufacturer who's assaulting the world of fine confections

with his sinister cookies.

Fine, Jerry.

But you totally have to make it up to us.

I already have.

You don't think scoring Marie Antoinette's room at Versailles

was an accident, do you?

Gadget time.

Today you have the Incredi-shrink Compact Hair

Dryer.

An M-ray Contact Lens.

A pair of Heat Sensor 6,000 Infrared

Motion Detector Sunglasses.

Some Pogo Boots.

The Hedge in a Hurry Seedlings.

Some Free Spray Breath Spray.

And the Mini Mechanical Retriever Falcon.

Whoa.

That's an awesome list of gadgets, Jer.

It's like you saved up all the best stuff for this mission.

Use them well.

Au revoir, les filles.

Ugh.

Ugh.

Ugh.

Well let's get on it so we can solve this mission,

and get back to our tricked out crash pad at Versailles.

Who would've guessed a nice place

like this would have secrets?

Shame on you.

Huh?

I say we take the low road.

They even keep their grates on lock down here.

Hmm.

The Incredi-shrink Compact Hair Dryer should do the trick.

Ooh.

Awesome.

Not only does this gadget make us totally cute sized,

but it seriously refreshes the hair.

Wow, Mandy.

I just love the imitation robe a la Polonaise,

Mr. Auguste lent you.

You look stunning-- simply stunning.

I know.

It comes naturally.

So what about my royal meal, Professor P?

Ah.

Well Mr. Auguste has been kind enough

to invite us to an early dinner at Le Petit Trianon.

Marie Antoinette's private villa.

Awesome.

Cuz I totally look the part.

Hmm. Uh-oh.

It looks like we are missing three students.

Where are Sam, Clover, and Alex? - Eh.

Don't sweat it, Teach.

I've been trying to lose those losers for years.

But they always turn up again, sooner or later.

I suppose you're right.

No cause for alarm.

Chop-chop, students.

Keep moving.

Did you hear that?

Let's keep a low profile while we get the lay of the land.

That shouldn't be hard.

Profiles don't get much lower than ours.

Ah.

What do we do?

Don't worry.

I think there's something in the cards for this guy.

Now is our chance.

Run!

OK.

Reverse us, Sammy.

I say we let the M-ray Contact Lens

settle this timeless debate.

Aha!

There it is.

Great.

But finding the vault is one thing.

Finding a way to get inside is another.

Way to go, Alex.

Oh, it was nothing.

It's just what I do.

Wow.

What is this place?

This place is more crowded than Clover's shoe closet.

How are we supposed to know if anything's missing?

We won't.

But the Heat Sensor 6,000 Infrared Motion

Detector Sunglasses might.

There!

Footprints leading to that table.

Where what looks like a key used to be.

Huh.

I wonder what it opens.

I don't know.

But I'll send a picture of this to Jerry.

I think we've done all we can do here.

I say we head back to Versailles.

Hmm?

Phew.

Hmm.

Sheesh.

This place sure is confusing.

Why don't you call a car to take us back to our rooms,

or something?

Somehow I doubt they have taxis at Versailles, Mandy.

What is that freaky noise?

If it's a horse carriage, stop them.

My feet are killing me.

Whatever you say, Mandy.

What is that?

Who is there?

Oh!

I think we'd better get out of here, fast.

Aah!

Oh.

I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready for a shower

and some power napping.

That sounded like Mandy.

Then again, it could have just been a bird.

There's like, exotic birds here and stuff, right?

I'm with Alex.

I say we take a snooze.

Sleep will have to wait.

Mandy!

Are you OK?

She's out cold.

And where is Trent?

She never lets him out of her sight.

I guess that answers that question.

He's on the roof of that building.

Just stay put, Mandy.

We'll be right back.

OK.

Where's the express elevator to the roof?

On our feet.

Pogo Boots, to the rescue!

Get away from me!

Aah!

Hey, Mr. Mysterious.