Project Mc²

I told you, my dear McKeyla. I don't know who she is.

-Look again. -Well, that was a little harsh.

Who is this woman? And how long has she been working for Havoc?

Like I said...

-I've never seen her before. -

You're lying!

Okay, okay, I recognize her.

Every once in a while, I'd see her in the kitchen at Havoc.

On Fridays, she'd bring in fresh pastries. But I don't know her name.

I know, as management, I should've learned my co-workers' names.

Maybe that's one of the reasons I never rose to the top.

All right, enough small talk.

We want the truth! How did you get your croissants so flaky?

Uh, Adri. I was supposed to be playing the bad agent

and you were supposed to be playing the good agent.

Right. Perdóname.

But my abuela won't stop pestering me about Lazarus' croissants.

They're as light as a feather.

Hey. Do you wanna know the secret?

Yeah.

I put on my milkmaid outfit, and I churn the butter myself.

Let her go! She's not worth it.

She doesn't know anything about Maddy.

Her recipes are gonna rot in here with her.

Revoke her baking privileges!

You wouldn't.

I just did.

-Thanks for giving us a ride, A.D.I.S.N. - My pleasure.

I just love how driving a convertible blows the wind through my motherboard.

You okay, mija?

I just can't believe my sister Maddy's gone bad.

She left on assignment six months ago in Europe

and we haven't heard from her since, but there's just no way she'd join Havoc.

There's gotta be another explanation.

If you knew the kind of person she is, you'd understand.

Sounds like the two of you are close.

She's always been there for me.

Everyone had to invent something for their science merit badge,

and you know how I always liked your lava lamp, so I built my own.

McKeyla... It's amazing! I love it!

-It's okay. -Hey, don't say that.

Never downplay how hard you work or how much you know.

You know what we always say.

Smart is the new cool.

That's right. And you are the coolest.

You know... speaking of lava...

Hot lava!

Remember, we can't step on the floor.

-Saved ya! -

E.I.H.A.O.S.R.N!

EliTe is here, at our school, right now!

- -Come with us! Come!

- - Eli, we love you!

Eli!

- EliTe! -It's them. In the flesh.

And they're playing "It Worked"

right here at Maywood Glen Academy, where it all started.

How awesome is this?

I knew this day would come. I've dreamt this day would come

when I'd finally meet Eli, and I'd say hi and he'd say hi,

and I'd say, "I love your music," and he'd say, "Cool."

And we'd start Snapchatting and texting, and we'd follow each other on Instagram,

and people would think we were besties,

but we'd say, "It's nothing." But it's actually something.

Oh, you're something, all right.

Cam and I have loved EliTe's music for so long.

I've studied it, actually. I broke down all their drops

and listened to all their tracks. Eli's a musical genius.

My favorite is "This Is Nothing." What's yours, M?

Actually, there's so many... that I haven't heard.

I don't know their music.

If only I were you.

To listen to their music again for the very first time.

What's up, Maywood Glen Academy?

It's good to be home! I miss you guys.

I also miss my Grandma J's oatmeal cookies!

-I love you, Grandma. -

Anyway, as all of you know, we just came back from a very successful world tour.

And as a way to thank our hometown,

we will be giving a free concert at this very school!

-Hey, McKeyla. -Oh, hey, Kyle.

That is pretty cool of these guys to give a free concert, huh?

Oh, yeah.

You know, my brother and Eli were in a couple of classes here together,

and now Eli's a star,

so kinda gives hope for average guys like me, huh?

-Not at all. -What?

No! I mean, you're not average,

and you have a shot at being more than average.

Oh! Uh, yeah... thanks.

Um, that's encouraging.

Uh, well, I'm just gonna quit while I'm ahead here,

but, uh, see ya.

One step forward, two steps back.

I think you mean two steps forward and one step back.

I wish I did. But we will get there.

And for our return home, we have amazing news, Maywood Glen.

To tell you all about it, I'd like to bring up the man of the hour,

the man that made it all happen,

our sponsor, Simon Temple!

No way! No way!

I can't believe Simon Temple is here! In Maywood Glen!

-Just breathe. Just breathe. -

Okay, that is too much breathing.

Simon Temple is epic, and he's not even 30.

He just made the annual list of global entrepreneurs under 30.

He's worked with all the hot, young innovators.

Rikky Muller, Leah Busque, Lisa DeLuca.

And one day I hope... me.

Hey, everybody. It is so cool to be here.

And let's give it up for EliTe.

But like Eli said... there's more.

All this week, the guys and I are gonna be looking

for the next amazing artist to come out of Maywood Glen.

And Eli tells me this place turns out some talent.

So we're holding auditions.

And the winner will open for EliTe at their free concert!

Purrr-fection.

"Purrr-fection"?

Is that what you get after being bitten by a cat?

No way. It's the EDM band Cam and I created when we were 14.

My little sister was on the drums.

Her little sister was the drums.

We even created our own circuit beats.

- -We have to audition.

I don't know.

Now, I want you guys to sign up for auditions today, all right?

The band and I are gonna be judging this contest, so you better bring it.

I'm in!

Everyone in school is auditioning. It's competition on a major scale!

Even Mr. Gruber's doing an original spoken-word poem.

Hashtag, not worried about that.

You two will crush it.

Like I crush my latest food pairing vegetable dessert,

parsnip mixed with mango, yuzu juice and hazelnut.

-A spicy delight. -

Earth to McKeyla?

Oh. Sorry, guys. I just-- I have a lot on my mind.

Chica, maybe it's time to tell the Quail what we've learned about your sister.

Since she's your boss and mom, that'll be, like,

breaking bad news to her twice, but all at once.

Even if I wanted to, I can't.

Remember? Quail's off the grid on an assignment?

And besides, I owe it to my sister to find out the truth

before reporting it to NOV-Eight officials.

Who's calling on the NOV-Eight line?

I thought you said your mom was off the grid.

What ho, ladies?

Aunt Montana! Uh, I mean, Falcon!

The Falcon... Ma'am.

Whoa, put the brakes on, M.

I'm too young to be "ma'am." Call me the Falcon.

The Falcon? That sounds fierce.

I think we can all agree it's a lot fiercer than "the Quail."

It's a joke. You can laugh.

Speaking of my sister, while she's on special assignment,

I'm temporarily in charge of your unit.

Where are you?

-In Bolivia, taking a short vacation. -

The views here are killer.

The feed from my phone doesn't do it justice.

Whoa!

Killer, literally.

I have the next assignment for you all. I'm forwarding the details.

There's been a string of thefts

at shipping ports around the world of three-T minerals.

Tantalum, tin and tungsten.

These elements are extremely valuable.

They play a vital role in the manufacturing of technology,

including A.D.I.S.N. there.

Me? I'm extremely valuable?

Don't go all soft on me, notebook.

The three-T heists have been carefully orchestrated.

It's a mystery how the guards were knocked out.

Physical evidence from the previous thefts is being sent to your labs for analysis.

A new shipment of three-T's is scheduled to arrive

at the Port of Maywood Glen within the week.

Your assignment is to establish security at the docks,

as well as to investigate who might be behind the robberies themselves.

I like your enthusiasm, ladies.

Agent-in-Training Evergreen will fill you in further about three-T's.

Her dossier says she's an expert in earth sciences.