"How are you so good at this game?!" Bearded Dragon cried. He and Derick stared at Ripper in shock after they lost their hundredth game of race cars to the boxer a week and a half later. Wearing a smug grin on his face, Ripper didn't reply. Then again, he couldn't even say a word.

"You guys are getting better. Just don't be too cocky with Ripper like you were during poker," Tattoo encouraged Bearded Dragon and Derick. The tattooed pig looked over at Snowball as he brought over the rabbit's fifth cup of coffee. Snowball grunted his gratitude, his blue eyes glued to the computer screen. He was reading every article he could find on Mason. "Still looking for him?" Tattoo asked. Snowball nodded his head, not even glancing at his friend.

Just then, the gang's door swung open as Ozone burst into the room, giving everyone except Snowball a heart attack. Pointing at the rabbit, the hairless cat hissed, "Ya need help or not?!"