Later that day, Kari arrives at the NHL Police Station again.
"Oh, you're back!" Cam has a surprised look.
"Yes, I am." Kari smirks a bit. "May I see Jimmy again, please?"
"Uhhh..." Cam turns to Bernier, who is teaching the newest member of the NHL Police, Mike Cammalleri, how to work the computer. He turns back to the blond-haired goalie. "One moment." He pushes the rolling chair he is sitting in away from the glass wall, ending up behind the wall Bernier and Mike are behind, next to the sheriff. "Psst! Bernier!"
"Dangnabbit, I can't open up the file!" Mike mutters. "Why did I have to be in the Police?"
"Because you are gonna be good for the police." Bernier pats his shoulder. "It just takes time."
"Hmmmm...!!!" Mike just clicks on the mouse many times.
"Careful now, we don't want to buy a new mouse."
Mike slows down his clicking. "I need help."
"Big time," Cam tells him.
"Thanks for the encouragement," the new policeman says flatly.
Cam just flashes him a big smile. He then turns to the sheriff. "Bernier, I need help."
Bernier turns to the policeman. "What is it?" He pulls a maple leaf cookie out from his pocket.
"Kari is back again...and he wants to see Jimmy again... I'm really suspicious about this."
"Now those are great police instincts right there!" Bernier smiles. "You should just be like those regular policemen and stand next to Jimmy so that you can know what they're talkin' about."
"That's gonna be awkward, though!"
"Hey, you don't want the bad guys to come back though, right? We are here to protect, not to be afraid of being awkward."
"Right...okay, thanks Bernier." Cam rolls back into Kari's view. "I'll grab Jimmy for you!"
"Okay, thanks." Kari walks off to his right.
Cam gets off his chair and passes by Bernier and Mike.
Mike has his right hand in the air, which had the mouse stuck to the palm, hanging from his palm. "Maybe this explains why the mouse wasn't working?"
"Ohhhh..." Bernier groans with a worried look. "Too much maple syrup." He frowns with his bottom lip sticking out and big eyes, just like a little kid.
Cam walks into the prisoners' hall and walks up to Jimmy's cell.
In there, Jimmy was petting his basset hound named Nacnud.
"Kari wants to see you again," Cam tells him, grabbing the prisoner's attention.
Jimmy looks up. "Really? He's here?" His gray eyes light up.
"Uh-huh. Now come on." He unlocks the bar door and hand-cuffs him. He then leads him to the visiting room, sitting him down on the chair.
Kari walks up to Jimmy with a smile. "Hey, Jimmy."
"Hello there, Kari..." He looks at Kari with a sly smile; they both look up at Cam, who is standing next to Jimmy with his hands clasp in front of him.
"Uhhh...don't you have anything else to do?" Kari asks.
"Nope!" Cam flashes a big grin.
Kari and Jimmy exchange awkward looks. They couldn't talk about their plans of reviving the EHP and taking over the NHL--not in front of a policeman.
Then Kari got an idea. "Tiedän, että poliisi seisoo vieressä meille ja hän kuulee meitä puhua suunnitelmistamme, joten aion peitellä sitä suomeksi, okei?" (I know that the policeman is standing next to us and he will hear us talk about our plans, so I'm going to cover it in Finnish, okay?)
"Uhhh..." Jimmy just gawks at Kari, not knowing a word he just said.
Kari nods his head slowly, trying to get Jimmy to do the same, which he does. "Hyvä. Joten sain voima takaisin onnistuneesti joten voit nimetä minulle mestari tänä iltana, koska et voi tehdä sitä nyt. (So I got the power back successfully so you can name me Master tonight, because you can not do it now. Okei?)
Jimmy nods his head slowly.
"Okei, minä näen teidät tänä iltana sitten." (Okay, I'll see you tonight, then.)
Jimmy nods with confusion.
Cam is just looking like a lost dog, not knowing what gibberish Kari just spoke.
"Okay, we're done," Kari finally says in English.
"That's it?" Cam makes an odd look. "I didn't understand one thing you said."
"'Cause it's in Finnish." Kari smirks. "Bye." He saunters out of the room.
Cam pulls Jimmy out from his chair. "Did you understand what he was saying?"
"Nope," Jimmy replied.
"Good."

That night, Jimmy is sleeping with Nacnud, when Kari broke into the prison room, striking the bars on the only window out of its place with a blast of light and floating in; he landed. "Jimmy, you awake?"
Jimmy cracks his eyes open and yawns. "Oh...you're here..."
"I said I'd be here." He crosses his arms.
"I didn't know that--"
"'Cause I said it in Finnish." Kari walks up to Jimmy and kneels in front of the bars that was blocking Jimmy from ever trying to escape. "Okay, now we can talk, but we gotta make it quick."
"Yes, because I'm...I'm tired," Jimmy says slowly as he makes his way up close to Kari.
"No, because we can't get caught! The police are here!"
"Right, right. But what did you tell me in Finnish?"
"That I got my powers back." Kari smiles. "It's good to have them back."
"Just your's?"
"Yes, just mine. I could only distract Tommy for such a long time!"
"Ah, right...he never leaves that basement of his. So now that you got your powers back--"
"I'm gonna be Master, right?" Kari has an excited look.
Jimmy sighs deeply and nods his head. "Right... Give me your hand."
Kari sticks his hand through the bars and Jimmy holds it. "I now give you the authority and ruling over the Evil Hockey Players' Society. You are now named Master of the EHP." He lets go of Kari's hand. "Now good night."
Kari springs up to his feet. "Yes!!! This is awesome! Thank you, Jimmy! I'll take over the NHL and not let you down!"
"You better..." Jimmy mutters as he crawls back to his dog.
"Yes, I will." Kari walks over to the bars that were once on the window and picks them up. He flies with them to the window and goes outside, then puts the bars back into their place. "Hyvää yötä!" Then he flies off into the night, leaving a trail of light streaks behind him. (Good night!)