Billy clenched his fists slowly trying to restrain his frustration. He had started looking for answers in the early hours of the morning, and it was now mid morning and he felt like it should be the middle of the night. For someone accustomed to coming up with solutions to his friends life and death situations in the space of half an hour or so this was not a good start. He picked up the data he had been pouring over for the last seven hours and sighed.

"So Kim cannot be healed using the Morphin' powers, or the Zeo crystals." he half-asked, half stated.The crowd began to point and whisper, and Chris threw his friends a wry look. "So much for low-profile, huh?" She couldn't keep from giggling as she pushed away from the counter and came around the end to join him. "You'd better be nice to me," she threatened, rummaging around in the storage space under the counter. "I'm going to cut your hair after dinner."

"You think you're going to cut my hair," he countered, not missing a beat. "This morning I thought I was married to the Pink Astro Ranger, and as it happens we are both wrong."

Cassie paused, watching him fill their bowls. "Does it bother you?"

He glanced over his shoulder, giving her an arch look. "The thought of you cutting my hair? Would I tease you so much if it did? Your motivation is transparent."

          "Coming through here!" a voice called. The speaker seemed to be approximately sixty years old, with a shock of brilliant white hair and sharp hazel eyes. Flanking him were the four combatants from the square. All around the Rangers, people fell onto one knee, leaving the six of them the only ones standing.

"I am afraid not" Zordon said. They had discussed the concept thoroughly, and Billy had explained about why Tommy had trashed the Power Chamber, and surprisingly Zordon appeared to understand.