[Hey, that film noir thing going on this week is pretty trippy, huh? Too bad it didn't hit everyone as hard as it could have because when Arcee turns on the feed, her expression is stuck in what can only be described as internal screaming. Sure, there's no color, and there's probably some snazzy music, but everything else about her is very out of place.]

Uh...

[Yeah, that's how she chooses to start this video.]

Did the city get downgraded while I wasn't looking?

[Suddenly a saxophone explodes as the angry voice of Sprocket can be heard from the background.]

ARCEE, YOU'RE RUINING IT!

[A detective hat flies by and she just barely manages to tilt out of the way before it hits her.]

This was gonna be so cool--

I have no idea what's going on.

[HELP]

[Perry is glad that his style usually included a fedora, at least that did not change. He does seem to be wearing a snazzy trench coat now though and a tie instead of his usual scarf. The tie has the same pattern as the scarf though so if everything weren't in shades of grey it would likely be orange.

He doesn't look too disturbed by the change though, in fact it looks pretty natural to go with his new bedroom layout of a detective office. He even smirks and gestures towards the door behind him. The door reads: "Agent P & Bartholomew Private Eyes"

Perry kicks back and decides to wait for either responses or cases. Take your pick. In the meantime, he's going to enjoy that smooth jazz. Ah, yes, this is the dream baby doll.

A familiar Tapirmon wearing a fedora pops his head up from behind his own, mini-desk.]

Boss, I still can't find where that smooth jazz is coming from...[Perry opens one eye and Bartholomew blinks.] Oh...I guess it's not bugging you. But we're not going to make for very good private eyes if we can't solve a mystery like this.

[Perry considers this. Bartholomew may have a point, but Perry looks like he wants to just enjoy the atmosphere a little bit longer.]

Right. I'll just...check the potted plant over there.

[Perry doesn't remember Planty being able to play any smooth jazz, but he supposes now would be a good time to learn. Good luck, rookie.]

[ The video feed seems a little shaky at first as a pair of big blue eyes stares at the screen. It shifts around this way it shifts around that way until finally it seems just right and Lucemon appears on the screen as she moves backward. She stands beside a girl with bright pink hair who is just sitting and looking embarrassed.]

There! Now it looks perfect. Ahem! Attention everyone. I'd like to introduce you all to my pocket sized human! Look at her. Isn't she the tiniest little thing?


[ Miwako tries to cover her face as Lucemon tries tugging them away ] Lucephinaaaa! I'm not even that short!

[ Lucemon laughs and yanks her up to her feet. ]

Bwahaha! You're too precious! My human trumps all of yours. I mean look we're like the exact same height. Pocket partner! Go on, introduce yourself.

[ She reaches for the d-terminal and bows her curly head at the feed. ]

My name is Miwako Sakurada. I'm 4'11" and my age is 17 years! My favorite color is pink, but I love other bright colors too and blues are nice. I-- I said introduce yourself, not tell 'em your life story. [ Miwako pouts a little. ] Anyway, I'm a little new so I might get a lil bit confused, but I'll catch on quickly I promise! I'd really like to meet you all and help out as much as I can! A-and I hope Lucephina here didn't interrupt anyone from important business!