Once again, it was time for me to leave the enfriador, refrigerador with Applejack. As soon as we returned, I was told to go talk with Bartholomew, and Jade.

Sean: Good to see tu two again.
Bartholomew: Right. We just wanted to talk to you.
Sean: About what?
Jade: We here that you're planning another escape with aguardiente de manzana, applejack during the Summer Sun Celebration.
Sean: Yeah, if she want's to come along, she can.
Bartholomew: tu know, aguardiente de manzana, applejack is close to cracking.
Sean: tu still think it would be a good idea to go through the tunnel, don't you?
Jade: It would be safer.
Bartholomew: Now, we need someone as good as tu to help us with something.
Jade: It involves your skill with going through the wire fence.
Sean: *Making hot chocolate* I appreciate that. Something's coming up. I can tell something is coming, and it's going right towards me Squadron Leader.
Bartholomew: Oh, tu can just call me Bartholomew. Your full name is Sean the hedgehog, isn't it?
Sean: Sean. Just make it Sean.
Jade: Just tell him what we need.
Bartholomew: Alright. We've got fake passports, and even a spell to turn anypony into a griffon, but what we don't have-
Sean: Is a clear idea of what's five hundred feet passed that fence.
Bartholomew: Right. Uhm, we need to know about local, and main roads, and where they have security check points, and most importantly, we must figure out how to get from here to the railway station.
Sean: *Finishes hot Chocolate* No. Absolutely not. When I get passed that fence, I'm not going to make maps for tu guys. I'll be so far away that tu wouldn't be able to hear if they were shooting at me with Howitzers.
Bartholomew: Uh, okay.
Jade: We get it.
Sean: Hmm, *drinking hot chocolate* Interesting idea. How many are tu planning to get out?
Bartholomew: Two hundred, and fifty.
Sean: *Puts down cup* Two hundred, and fifty?!
Jade: Yes.
Sean: You're crazy, tu oughta be locked up, and tu too. Two hundred, and fifty ponies just walking down the road like that!
Bartholomew: Well, not all of them. Some por car, por train, even in an aircraft.
Sean: Yeah well, if tu need any help on the tunnels, just let me know.
Bartholomew & Jade: *About to leave*
Sean: Wait a minute!
Bartholomew & Jade: *Return*
Sean: You're not seriously suggesting, that if I go out there to get the info for you, I have to go back in the enfriador, refrigerador just so tu can get the info tu want?
Jade: We'll give tu a front spot in the tunnel.
Sean: I wouldn't do that for my own mother.
Bartholomew: That's understandable.
Sean: Well okay then.
Jade: tu don't really have to do it.
Sean: Well okay then. However, I'll still help tu with the tunnel.

Later that night, in Shredder's room.

Shredder: *gets Brewster's king* Checkmate.
Brewster: Oh bother.
Jordyn: *Arrives* Shredder, I- *sees Brewster*
Shredder: It's okay, Amzel is a friend.
Jordyn: *Closes door*
Shredder: What's the matter?
Jordyn: My wallet, my identity papers, gone! I don't know where they are.
Shredder: She lost her wallet. Do tu know what would happen if Major Skyler found out about this? Bang, to the Mexican Front.
Brewster: That's a shame.
Jordyn: I looked every place, every place. I must have lost them, when I came here.
Shredder: No.
Jordyn: Yes.
Shredder: Alright, I told tu we were friends. We'll find them.
Jordyn: Oh thank tu Shredder, thank you! *Starts looking*
Shredder: Uh, Jordyn?
Jordyn: *Stops looking*
Shredder: Not now. It would seem peculiar if you, and me were hanging out at this time of night. I'll find them. I promise tu I'll find them if I have to tear this room apart.
Jordyn: Oh thanks a lot!
Shredder: No problem *Sits down* There is one favor, a camera.
Jordyn: Huh?
Shredder: We want to take some snapshots for fun. A thirty five millimeter with a plain obturador should do.
Brewster: A focal plain shutter.
Shredder: Jordyn? That's a focal plain shutter. Let me know when tu got it.
Jordyn: Oh I don't-
Major Skyler: *Walking towards Jordyn*
Jordyn: *Leaves room*
Shredder: That Jordyn is a little messed up in the head, but I like her.
Brewster: I got one of your men.
Shredder: Oh rats.

2 B continued