Thank goodness for tiny bathrooms! Carlitta and Carlotta let Dad and I clean up enough in theirs so that we could get into our cars without messing up our interiors and then head home for shower number two.
I even had some Kitty City helpers who insisted on going into the bathroom with me to judge my cleaning habits. They didn't seem impressed even though I scrubbed underneath all ten fingernails.
All of this was after we helped clean up their shop, of course.
After my second shower at home, it was almost four o'clock. Only eight hours to midnight. I was no closer to rescuing Studmuffin before then or finding a way to save both him and the ring from ending up in the wrong hands.
However, I had yet another plan. A good one? Well...let's just call it a plan for now and see how it shakes out.
Before I left my apartment, my cell rang.