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Two men they stood over a body As they searched it, the package was gone �A waiter ran off, he must have it� The man yelled as he started to run
In the quiet suburbs of Virginia A fam�ly was starting the day Asked again if she planned to wed Dean, her reply Was not yet I�m a new divorcee
Amanda took Dean to the station A nightgown was all she had on She was grabbed by a hazel-eyed waiter Being chased by a man with a gun
�I need you to help me� he pleaded Though reluctant, she fin�lly agreed �Give this to the man in the red hat On the train, it�s something he needs�
Skeptically Amanda took it Only thinking of those hazel eyes As she got on the train she looked backward It was then that she noticed his cries
They were beating him up on the platform She didn�t know what else to do So she turned to the carriage beside her There was no one to give her a clue
With them all in red hats she was puzzled By the package she held in her hand She was riding on board with no ticket In the future she thought she�d be banned
But the ticket collector was friendly And she purchased her ticket right there But concern for the hazel-eyed waiter Made her think that she really could care�
The waiter had made it to Georgetown Although looking a bit worse for wear He smiled as he thought how he�d made his escape As he pushed his hands up through his hair
Billy Melrose was waiting for Stetson �So you lost it� �At least I�m not dead... Unloading those thugs was no day at the beach� �Straighten your badge� Billy said
Francine Desmond was already waiting You could see she was glad he was back They were called to the �principal�s� office �You can come, you can help take the flak�
In Internal Affairs he was questioned He explained how the hand off went down Dirk was angry, upset at the weak link they had At that shot, Lees face turned to a frown
�No one�s guilty� said Billy, �We�ve proved it� Then the football talk started to flow �Agent Guthrie�s turned up, but he�s dead in the morgue� They were confused, could only ask how?
We�re on football again for some reason Then that stops and the doc has some news He said Guthrie was waiting for Stetson And that is when Dirk blew a fuse
Francine said the Scarecrow delivers And the Munich case was a success �There�s a brunette out there with a package� Who she is, I don�t know, I confess�
In her house she stares hard at the parcel Then she takes the boys out to drive-thru And the waiter, who�s dressed as a pirate Shows himself to be hazel-eyed too
�Get away from my car� cries Amanda And she drives off the lot in reverse As Lee places his card on the windshield He yells �Call me!� Could things get any worse?
Amanda, she ponders the number When Lee answers he raises concerns A meeting is made for five that same day Meanwhile Dotty she watches and learns
Mrs Welch is the one who�s on TV It�s her Colonial Cookery show When the boys see how nicely Amanda�s fixed up She hurriedly says �Gotta go�
Dotty asks her where is it she�s going Because Dean is surely going to call �At my club� is the answer she gives her Dotty doesn�t believe her at all
�You�re a spy?� says Amanda, �You�re really� A spy� �We like �agent� instead� As he raises concerns for her safety �The parcel�s not here� our girl said
On the way to his car he is angry As her logic is making him sick It�s insurance in case you would kill me Then the bad guys arrive �Let�s hide, quick�
They escape on a cart in the garage And return to the house where they dry But when Dotty asks which club she goes to �It�s for clams, mother� Another lie
�Where�s the package?� Amanda asks Dotty �Oh, I mailed it� her mother did say �And it was no picnic because I don�t drive� Lee could tell it was not his best day
Lee calls Billy to authorise access To the Post Office where they must go In order to find the small parcel Three hours later they find it? Well no!
While with Dean the boys make a confession Philip opened the package and saw That the music box, well it was broken But a small card did fall to the floor
Agent Jeffries well he didn�t make it Nor did Fielding in Portland last night �I need Lee on the job by tomorrow� Dirk agreed but his lips he kept tight
It was late when they met in their trenchcoats By the Capitol Building they stood As she gave him the code Philip gave her Lee was sure that the message was dud
As Lee warns her about all the danger And his fears that she might just screw up She gets angry but softens at his face As he mentions a body�s turned up
With these agents all dying around them The Agency�s having a scare But Lee�s got a new job for tomorrow So she tells him that he must take care
Cleaning and stretching while thinking of clues To the words Philip read on that card Valley Forge Flapjacks and Nathan Hale Duck Also Pilgrims Peach Puff � this was hard
In the kitchen she looked through her cook books But the recipes couldn�t be found Then she looked at her mother�s boxed recipe cards There they were, her deductions were sound
Mrs Welch had provided the dishes And Amanda knew this was a clue But she couldn�t get hold of Lee Stetson He was out on a case, that she knew
While they watched, Lee went into a building With his gun drawn he walked down a hall He was struck on the head by the bad guys He was down without even a call
At the studios Amanda looked for The timings of the cooking show When she saw they tied up with the murders She just knew that she now had to go
As her mother arrived she was leaving An emergency down at her club �Clams again, dear?� Her mother did ask her Disbelieving she joined the hubbub
In her car she drove out to a big house Mrs Welch�s, to just look around �I hope I can look back and laugh� she murmured Then she knocked all the fruit to the ground
As the man on the drive was distracted She went into the cellar to look For the agent, Lee Stetson, or something At a noise though she hid in a nook
Then she heard him, she knew it, but now what? Then the room she was in it did move She could see it, Francine being questioned and drugged At this point she had something to prove
Mrs Welch was the one who was guilty Using Francine to get all the dirt As Olga took notes about date, place and time Mrs Welch spoke to Olga, so curt
Lee was led out by guards to a helo That had landed right there on the lawn As he looked to the car then he saw her What action to take? He was torn
He knew of the danger they faced there If he didn�t do something right quick As she ran out, yelled �Freeze� with her fingers He could see how her mind it did tick
Amanda climbed into the helo With his hands tied Amanda would fly As the bad guys they failed to pursue them To escape them they surely would try
�I put sugar into that car�s gas tank� She explained when the car wouldn�t start I saw Philip do it one time to Dean�s car As they flew through the sky like a dart
They flew backwards and forwards, upwards and down When she asked how she did, he said �Fine� But she noticed that he had his eyes shut Then he looked to the sky for a sign
The baddies fired up at the helo Using Amanda�s car to pursue As Lee gave Amanda instructions She could not find out quite what to do
Then suddenly Lee looked her over �What are you wearing?� he said In replying she said to him �What do you care?� Lee was certain they�d soon both be dead
The chasing continued for some time Then Amanda�s car drove down a ditch �We got �em� they yelled, then they realised That to land there was one little hitch
That same evening in Amanda�s kitchen As her mother prepared the salad Amanda rushed in like a whirlwind Dean�s meal would be late � just a tad
Next day in the Agency building With Billy and Francine there too Amanda explained while Lee listened As she rambled about how they flew
Without taking a breath she continued To Billy�s amusement he watched As she told him what happened in detail Of the case that she just hadn�t botched
Lee was anxious to get her out of there But Billy�s plan got in the way Using civilians the Agency did And apparently Lee had no say
�We�ve finally found you a partner� Billy mocked Lee as he almost ran From the office with Amanda out into the street �Do you have a good vegetable man?�
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