"What are you doing here, Dai?" asked FloMo as he helped his fellow skater to his feet.
"I am here to practice my new long program. Patrick Chan has stepped up his game; I must step up too. I still have more artistic impression than Chan. He skate on ice; I be ice."
"You lie, my friend," observed FloMo, brushing off Daisuke's bottom. causing the Japanese skater to flinch.
"You are very observant," remarked Dai. "I am in Moscow to rescue Miki from the evil Morosov."
FloMo began to cry. "Oui, he is evil," he sobbed. "I did not realize it before, but it is true."
"Will you help me?" asked Dai.
"Mais oui! Of course. But how can I help?"
"This is very secret," whispered Daisuke. "Now,"
"WAIT A MINUTE!" exclaimed FloMo. "I just realized something!"
Meanwhile, back at the sleazy inn, Babs, Mme Joubert and son, and Nikolai all looked at each other with even more astonishment than on the face of this cat at 0:20.
"WAIT A MINUTO!" cried Babs and company. The screen would split now, if this were a movie instead of a written story. They all suddenly were aware of just who else had just been dragged away from the scene by Miki.
"SHAE-LYNN GOT MARRIED TO PRINCE HARRY!"
"Shae Lynn got married to Prince Harry!" shouted Nicki drunkenly.
"Ridiculo!" sneered Scary Babs. "You are drunk, you are having allucinazione eef you think you are seeing your ex-wife. You need to go to detox, pronto!"
"Oui!" added Joubert. "C'est femme is what's-her-name, not zee Canadian! Why would she come here to see you? You cheat on her, she divorce you, never want to see you again. Ha!"
"Oui," added Maman Joubert. "You are not a nice man. You ruin zee phone call to Button, you go with call-girl. Your girlfriend run off to Red Square because you drinking in sleazy motel. You take zee Viagra and try to blame zee skinny boy Florent!"
"Florent!" yelled Nicki. "Where eez he? I tell him come to Moscow because I have secret plan, da! Where eez he?"
"He ran away when you try to get your pills," laughed Babs. "You never see him again!"
"Nyet! I must find him!" sputtered Nicki.
"Bonne chance!" said Joubert.
"You must help me find him!" Nicki shouted as he staggered to the door.
As he reached the street he called out "Taxi!"
The others just stared as a cab pulled up and Nicki got in.
"Idiota!" said Babs. "He will never find him."
"Mais non," agreed Joubert.
"We should follow him!" declared Maman Joubert. "He is bad man. I could whack him in zee head!"
"Si!" said Babs.
"Oui, d'accord!" agreed Brian.
The trio stormed to the street and shouted "Taxi!" just as a red car pulled up.
As they hopped in the driver said, "Where are you going in such a hurry?"
Brian was horrified to see that the driver was......
"I got fired," he shrugged with only the slightest hint of shame. "Now I'm trying different careers. Where to, friends?"
"Follow that cab, vite!" ordered Brian J. Mme J. whacked Tom Z. on the head with her purse, on behalf of millions of skating fans all over the world. Nicki's cab pulled up to a curb where two women and a man were standing, waiting to board.
"Noooooo!" screeched Babs, drowning out the brakes of Tom Z.'s cab as it too came to a halt. "No get inna the cab! No get inna zata cab!" The trio turned to the Tom's cab and started climbing in."
"You OK wissa seex inna cabba?" Babs asked Tom. "Violat-a the roolez?
"Rules, schmules," chuckled Tom, driving off with Babs, the Jouberts, and his new passengers...
Peter Oppegard, Karen Kwan, and her sister, Michelle, the KWEEN!
"Michelle, Ma Belle," crooned Brian Joubert.
"Are you all going to the Paul McCartney concert too?" asked Michelle. "Miki Ando got tickets for the three of us. She is going with Johnny Weir! What's up with that?"