Things looked grim for the Sailor Senshi. All of the inners were either tied up or indisposed. As for the outers, well, they were in the gates of time having tea with Sailor Pluto. Sailor Moon decided to call on her last line of defense.

"Tuxedo Kamen, help me," she screeched.

"Umm… sorry Sailor Moon-sama, I kind of, well, can’t," he replied sheepishly.

"Well, just throw a rose or something."

"Well, that’s the problem."

"What d’ya mean that’s the problem?" bellowed Sailor Mars from her prison.

"Well, I kind of forgot to pay my florist’s bill and, well…" his voice trailed off.

"So what am I supposed to do now!" demanded Sailor Moon.

"Umm, well, I’ve got some credit cards."

"Oh yeah, destroy the monster with your Visa." Addred Sailor Mars, sarcastically.

"I’ll help you with this assignment if you want, Serena," said Ami’s voice out of nowhere.

"Ah, wrong episode, wrong continent, Ami-chan," supplied Minako, also out of nowhere.

"Oh, sorry."

"Hey, Usako! Good news. I found some daisies!" exclaimed Tuxedo Kamen.

"Oooo, Mamo-chan, you’re my hero!" squealed Sailor Moon, as she propelled herself into his arms.

"Besides, Usako, who needs roses when I’ve got you."

"Oh, Mamo-chan."

"Excuse me, I hate to interrupt, but I was trying to kill you before I was so rudely interrupted!" exclaimed the attacking demon.

"Well, we were trying to have a romantic moment."

"Well I… I… I was… Oh I give up," grumbled the demon as she disappeared in a puff of blue smoke, releasing the statled senshi.

"Mamo-chan, you did it again how canm I ever repay you?" gushed Usagi.

"Well," he replied thoughtfully, "you could loan me some money to pay the florist."