With a skip in her step and a swagger in her hips (yes, all at once), Daphne was looking for Fred. There was still a mystery to be solved, yes, but that was only second in importance to the very excellent advice that the kind, hot Mountie had given to her!

"Fred? Jeepers, Fred, where are you?"

And that was when she peered through the doorway to see him. The dress almost looked flattering on Algren. The pink tights underneath probably left something to be desired.

"There you are! I've been looking for you all over!"