Church notes - 30th November 2025

 Baptism Sunday

Acts 16:11 - 15

The message that transforms.

Lydia

Baptism: The visible sign of an invisible work.

A transformed heart leads to a transformed life.

Zephaniah 3:19

Spider Quinn 19 Making the News Amidst the Storms Part 8

 

Sandi hung up from the third member of the AV Club she had called. “No one,” she murmured. Then the phone rang again.

 

“Hi, this Sandi.”

 

“Samara Collins here. I’m letting you know that I did tape the interview, and I’m heading to the Historia now and will give it to Daria after the performance finishes.”

 

“Thanks for letting me know.”

 

 

There was chatter amongst those in the café when Samara arrived at the Historia. She looked at the clock. “Another hour. May as well have supper.”

 

As she had her supper, she thought about the changes in Lawndale in the past few months.

 

 

After the play had ended for the night, Samara found Daria backstage talking to Brittany.

 

“You did very well,’ Daria said.

 

“Thanks,” Brittany said. “Tomorrow night should be slightly better.”

 

“Good. But now I have to deal with this fake SpiderGirl business,” Daria said.

 

Brittany nodded. “I want it to be dealt with too.”

 

“Daria?” Samara asked.

 

“Yes?” Daria responded.

 

“Samara Collins, in the AV Club.”

 

“You have the tape?” Daria asked.

 

“Yes,” Samara answered as she handed it over. “But it’s after a lot of other stuff.”

 

“That’s fine. I’ll make a copy and give this back to you later,” Daria said.

 

“Thanks.”

 

 

“I’ll come over later,” Daria said to said to Sandi. “We can analyse it together then.”

 

“Just as well it’s Friday night,” Sandi said as she looked at the clock. ‘Already after 9:30,’ she thought. “Mother won’t complain too much.”

 

“Just make sure Sam’s already in bed. I’m sure he already knows too much.”

 

“Oh, he’s already asleep,” Sandi responded.

 

“Good to hear. It’ll be the usual time.”

 

 

It was after 10:00 when a group including Daria, Quinn, Jane, Stacy, Tori, Brittany, Jennifer and Tania met at Schloss Morgendorffer to examine the interview.

 

Helen looked on in bemusement at the eclectic group as Daria put the tape in the VCR. “I hope you’ll be able to prove that Anders was being irresponsible,” she said.

 

“I’m sure that we will, Mrs. Morgendorffer,” Jane said.

 

“OK, Samara said to fast forward,” Daria said as she handled the remote. “But she didn’t say how far.”

 

 

Daria soon found footage. She turned to Jane. “I’m sure that you’re the only one here that has seen her.”

 

“I have too,” Brittany piped up.

 

“You too?” Daria asked.

 

“Yes. She carried me home one night, in early December,” Brittany said. “And she took me to the hospital when I slipped earlier this week.”

 

“OK,” Daria said. There was something, careful, about how Brittany said that. She shook her head. That wasn’t what she wanted to think about, but she did recall that one of the early newspaper articles mentioned a cheerleader being carried by SpiderGirl one night, and that Brittany had told her soon after Groundhog Day that she had met SpiderGirl around the time DeMartino had been arrested. “So, you’ll be able to tell as well?”

 

“Yes,” Brittany answered.

 

“That will help with the proof,” Daria said. “OK, we’re at the beginning of the interview.”

 

 

Quinn wasn’t surprised that Brittany had spoken up. ‘She knows how to keep our secret,’ she thought.

 

She watched the interview again.

 

“Pause!” Jane said.

 

“Almost right away,” Daria said as she paused.

 

“She’s too rigid. SpiderGirl’s more animated that that!” Jane explained.

 

‘She’s right,’ Quinn thought.

 

“Like, she moves about more,” Brittany added.

 

“That’s not proof in of itself,” Daria said.

 

“Exactly, we can’t just go with, she’s too stiff,” Quinn added.

 

 

Daria pressed play again.

 

She took notes and Jane sketched as she commented on some things the fake SpiderGirl said in response to Ander’s questions.

 

They went through it twice; the second time as Daria copied it, using an older VCR that she had found in the attic.

 

“What do you think?” Daria asked her mother.

 

“You have plenty of proof with both Jane and Brittany’s recollections. That is enough for Anders to not to have a leg to stand on.”

 

“But someone must have put her up to it,” Quinn said.

 

“True, but there is no proof,” her mother said.

 

“There isn’t,” Quinn said.

 

 

“Another thing,” Tania said.

 

“What is that?” Helen asked.

 

“Whoever was the fake SpiderGirl is not an actor,” Tania answered.

 

“I agree,” Brittany said. “An actor would have been more convincing.”

 

“Like she was chosen at random?” Daria asked. “Or known to Anders or whoever put her up to it?”

 

“That seems likely,” Tori said.

 

“That’s a good point,” Helen said. “But it doesn’t change the fact that there is only evidence against Lynn Anders and whoever else was at the studio who knew that the woman behind the mask is not the real SpiderGirl.”

 

The girls all nodded.

 

“We’ll tell the studio in the morning,” Daria decided.

 

 

They then had a late snack before most of them headed home.

 

 

“…I heard about the fake SpiderGirl thing,” Trent said when Jane had come in. “A few called to inform either you or myself about it. Another called asking if I had taped it.”

 

“Daria managed to find a tape.”

 

“Cool.”

 

“But it’s not cool that someone impersonated SpiderGirl,” Jane said. “What if it was a fake Shadow?”

 

“I see your point. But how are you going to prove it.”

 

“Given that I was rescued by SpiderGirl, alongside the critics last week…”

 

“Got it,” Trent said with a slight smile.”

 

“And Brittany was carried by SpiderGirl sometime late last year, so it won’t just be me.”

 

 

The flurry of calls throughout Lawndale petered out by midnight. Shortly afterwards, Dafoanairi arrived at the Griffin’s and climbed in through Sandi’s bedroom window.

 

“You don’t have to do that here,” Sandi said.

 

“I figure that If you’re doing it at my place…” Daria said as she doffed the cloak and propped the quarterstaff against a wall.

 

“Got it, but what have you figured out.”

 

“It’s definitely a fake,” Daria said before launching into a description of what she and the others had found.

 

 

“I’m certain that Anders will be in serious trouble,” Sandi said when Daria had finished.

 

“Mom, Quinn, Jane, Brittany and I will present our findings to the studio in the morning.”

 

“But Anders was certainly set up.”

 

“I have thought about that, including the fact that others in the studio must have known that it was a fake,” Daria said.

 

“At least a producer, and one or two assistants,” Sandi mused.

 

“And their heads may roll as well as Anders’.”

 

Sandi nodded.

 

 

In the early hours, Ninja Talon arrived on the Morgendorffers’ roof where SpiderGirl had been listening to the town as she usually did. “Hey, Spidey.”

 

“Hey, Talon. Lawndale sounds, pensive.”

 

“Amazing how you seem to pick up on that.”

 

“I just get the general mood,” SpiderGirl explained. “And it’s centered around this neighborhood, which is why I sometimes choose other places to listen from from time to time.”

 

“Anyway…”

 

“I’m sure that Jane’s perspective, as well as yours, will be enough to convince them that Anders did wrong.”

 

“I hope so. But someone else obviously put Anders up to it,” Ninja Talon said.

 

“Norman Osborn. It’s no secret that he’s awake now. But of course, there’s no proof.”

 

“There’s also the person who was the fake SpiderGirl.”

 

“She may have been forced into it,” SpiderGirl said. “Could be some hapless Oscorp employee as far as we know.”

 

“Most likely.”

 

 

At the same time, Fields was unable to sleep. She was pacing the lounge room of her apartment after drinking some cocoa. ‘I’ll go to Osborn early in the morning,’ she thought. But what she would talk to him about, she still wasn’t sure.

 

 

Lawndale Sun-Herald

Saturday, March 3, 2001

Lynn Anders Interviews SpiderGirl, or Does She?

 

SpiderGirl read the article. It was Melinda Parris’s usual speculative style. ‘I guess Mrs. Jericho is waiting on what we find out,’ she thought. She sighed, a lot was riding on how the studio executives would respond. If it ended up as being Anders’ word against the students of Lawndale High who agreed that the interview was fake, she was sure that the tension in Lawndale would continue to increase. She put the paper back and continued her early morning patrol. ‘I hope there won’t be another trap.’

 

 

Fields arrived at a nearby convenience store as the Sun started to rise. She picked up the paper. ‘People were already questioning it last night?’ she asked herself before reading further. “Phones rang hot last night as teenagers who had actually seen SpiderGirl in action questioned whether the person on screen was actually the superheroine that has been the talk of Lawndale for the past several months…”

For the first time since she was in the studio her regret and shame faded a little. ‘I hope that they would see the truth,’ she thought. ‘But what will Osborn’s reaction be?’

 

 

Osborn was awake soon after the sun rose. As soon as the nurse had checked his vitals, he asked her to turn on the television.

 

“Yes, sir.”

 

“Controversy in Lawndale this morning. Did Lynn Anders conduct an interview with a fake SpiderGirl?”

 

“They’re already speculating. Good.”

 

 

“Yes, Eric, this is serious!” Helen said as she saw Quinn enter the kitchen for breakfast. “I can’t let this misinformation stand.”

 

“I don’t want it to blow back on the firm if you’re wrong,” Eric Schecter said.

 

“I know I’m not wrong, something seemed off about SpiderGirl in that interview, and I trust Jane Lane.”

 

“I think you are taking a risk, that’s all. But the Senior Partner has thrown his weight.”

 

“Good,” Helen said. ‘But why would Vitale support me on this?’ she wondered. She shook her head. That wasn’t what she wanted to dwell on. She wanted to continue preparing her case in case the studio wasn’t reasonable.

 

“Thus you can take time to deal with it next week if it’s not dealt with this weekend.’

 

“Thanks. But I’m sure the executives will listen to us.”

 

“Good luck.”

 

 

Tori arrived at the Morgendorffers at the same time as Jane, who clearly looked tired. “Burning the midnight oil?” she asked.

 

“Yes,” Jane answered. “I had to go on a run to clear my mind. And inspiration struck for my streetscape project.”

 

“I see,” Tori said, as she opened the door. She saw that Daria and Quinn were rewatching the video, while their mother was taking notes.

 

“Morning, Tori,” Quinn said.

 

“I see you are making sure you have everything in order,” Tori said.

 

“Absolutely,” Daria said.

 

“We’ll be ready to go soon,” Helen said as she closed as she closed a briefcase.

 

 

It was a busy morning at the Historia. Angie and Stacy could barely keep up with the orders as the café was full of students talking about the fake interview.

 

Sandi was also there, with Harry.

 

“Penny for your thoughts?” Harry asked as she took a slow sip from her cappuccino.

 

“Thinking about Anders’ reason again.”

 

“For staging a fake interview?”

 

“From my brief talk with her on Thursday, I thought she would, like, just be persistently chasing interviews with the vigilantes,” Sandi responded.

 

“So, you’re thinking that someone pushed her, like my father?”

 

“The thought has passed my mind. I’m certain that Daria has thought about it too.”

 

“But he’s still in the hospital,” Harry said uncertainly.

 

“I doubt that would stop him.”

 

“True. He is running Oscorp again, even if it’s part time.”

 

Sandi looked out the window. The usual Saturday morning foot traffic was there, but it seemed a little subdued.

 

 

Brittany was waiting with Ashley-Amber outside the studio when the Morgendorffers, Jane and Tori arrived.

 

“Ashley-Amber?” Helen asked, when she got out of the car.

 

“Hi, Helen. Brittany told me about it,” Ashley-Amber said. “And I got calls from some of the other parents last night.”

 

“Sure,” Helen said.

 

 

“Hey,” Brittany said as she came up between the sisters. “I see that you’re ready.”

 

“As I’ll ever be,” Daria said.

 

“We have to succeed,” Quinn said.

 

“I’m certain we will,” Brittany said in her usual cheerful tone.

 

Quinn smiled. “I know we will.”

 

“That’s the spirit,” Mrs. Morgendorffer said. “But it will take determination.”

 

 

“Do you have an appointment?” the young lady behind the desk asked.

 

“Yes. Morgendorffer at 9:00,” Helen said.

 

“A yes, the complaint about Lynn Anders’ show last night. Lynn Anders is here, as is one of the executives.”

 

“Good.”

 

“Is everyone coming in?” the assistant asked.

 

“Yes.”

 

“It might a tight squeeze in the meeting room.”

 

“I’m sure we can handle it,” Helen said. “Although I might insist on a larger room.”

 

 

Anders hadn’t expected to be called into the studio on a Saturday, as she had the weekends off. She had figured out that people were onto the fake right away. She didn’t expect those against her to be a pair of sisters, their lawyer mother and some of their friends.

 

“Welcome, Mrs. Morgendorffer,” the executive, Leonard, said. “These are very serious accusations you and your clients are bringing against Ms. Anders, so let’s get to the point.”

 

“Very, good,” Mrs. Morgendorffer said. “Because misinforming the public about a public figure, even an elusive one like SpiderGirl, is immoral.”

 

 

‘What is right is one thing, and what’s legal is another,’ Tori thought. She had said it before, regarding rumors of SpiderGirl and the others investigating Oscorp, but she felt it applied to the current situation. ‘But I’m sure that Anders did is also illegal.”

 

“Let’s get to it,” Mrs. Morgendorffer said.

 

“What proof can you provide, besides Ms. Lane’s affidavit from her rescue from Quentin Beck.”

 

“It should be enough,” Jane said with slight annoyance.

 

“Jane, your turn will come,” Mrs. Morgendorffer said.

 

“There’s my experience,” Brittany added.

 

“We’ll need more than your unsubstantiated experience from December last year, Ms. Taylor,” Leonard said. “But Ms. Lane’s evidence is rather compelling.”

 

“Changing your mind?” Mrs. Morgendorffer asked.

 

“I’m considering things,” Leonard said.

Church notes - 23rd November 2025

 23rd

Nehemiah 8

Tools of Ministry

2 Chronicles 7:14

Humility

Philippians 1

We need to press on in our faith.

Reverence for the scriptures.

Vs 5

Acknowledging the authoritity of the Scriptures and of God.

Worship

vs 6

Psalm 95:6

Comprehension of Scripture

Remorse for Sin

Vs 9

Sin - like termites attacking the fabric of our lives.

Rejoice in God's fellowship.

vs 10

The Good News - We have been forgiven.

Obedience to the Word of God.

Spider Quinn 19 Making the News Amidst the Storms Part 7

 

It was still a half hour before the Friday night show would start when Anders saw Fields arrive. She went up to her. “One of the assistants will show you the way to the dressing room,” she said.

 

“Thanks,” Fields responded quietly.

 

“Are you ready?”

 

“As much as I can be. Like, Osborn, you, I and that assistant will know that this is fake.”

 

“And my producer,” Anders added.

 

“Right. It might get out.”

 

“Not any time soon, I don’t think.”

 

 

In the dressing room, Fields quickly changed into the fake SpiderGirl suit. She pondered again what would happen again as she looked at herself in the mirror. “You’ve got this, Fields,” she murmured.

 

 

Anders was ready as the show started. “Good Evening, People of Lawndale and surrounding towns. It has been a crazy few months, hasn’t it. Tonight, I’ll be talking to one of the people involved in those events.”

 

 

Norman Osborn was watching. “She’s doing it,” he murmured.

 

 

“Half an hour to the play,” Daria said as she finished dinner in the café.

 

“Thinking of something?” Jane asked.

 

“Just a feeling that something is going to happen.”

 

“It could be paranoia.”

 

“Probably, but I can’t rule it out,” Daria said. “It could be Anders.”

 

“But you can’t let that distract you from the play tonight.”

 

“Oh, it won’t. But I hope that whatever that interview is won’t cause problems.”

 

“Same here,” Jane said.

 

 

Quinn was also in the café, with Stacy and Tori. “What do you think Anders will say?” Quinn asked.

 

“I’m not sure. But something is certainly up,” Tori answered.

 

“But It can’t be anything serious, right?” Stacy asked.

 

“Whatever it is, it will be a surprise,” Quinn said.

 

 

Anders show had gone to break and Fields as the fake SpiderGirl sat on an interview couch.

 

“We’ll be back in 30 seconds,” Anders producer said.

 

Anders nodded. “Are you ready?”

 

“As I’ll ever be,” Fields responded.

 

“You’ll do fine.”

 

 

“And now the moment you been waiting for, an interview with SpiderGirl!”

 

“Quinn? Are you OK?” Stacy asked.

 

Quinn shook her head. She hadn’t really expected a fake SpiderGirl. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just a little shock at SpiderGirl apparently agreeing to an interview. I’m not sure it’s the real one.”

 

“I haven’t really interacted with her,” Stacy said.

 

“Neither have I,” Tori said.

 

“Anna has,” Quinn said. But then she remembered that she had gone home after the tutoring session.

 

“What inspired you to fight crime in Lawndale?” Anders asked.

 

‘A loss and an inspiration,’ Quinn thought.

 

“Something happened after I gained my powers and I felt that I needed to use them to help Lawndale.”

 

“That sounds right,” Tori said.

 

“But something’s off,” Quinn said.

 

 

Peterson knew it wasn’t the real SpiderGirl. It didn’t sound much like her for one. ‘If Quinn Morgendorffer is SpiderGIrl, it’s not her beneath that particular mask.’ But still she didn’t have proof. She was off duty, she could go the Historia during the play’s intermission. ‘See if Quinn’s there.’

 

 

“It is known that you partner with Ninja Talon, but what is your opinion of the other three vigilantes?” Anders asked.

 

“The Shadow is too elusive. We work together sometimes, but she’s cold and no-nonsense. I find the fourth vigilante full of herself and arrogant. Dafoanairi still too inexperienced.”

 

“Interesting,” Anders commented.

 

 

Quinn was more annoyed. ‘That’s not helpful at all. Dafoanairi isn’t that inexperienced and I don’t think the Enigma is arrogant.’

 

“That does sound off,” Tori said.

 

“And she’s anxious,” Stacy said. “All the reports of SpiderGirl agree that she’s confident.”

 

Tori looked at Stacy.

 

“I know when someone’s anxious,” Stacy said.

 

“Yeah, it’s definitely not the real SpiderGirl!” Quinn said with annoyance. She turned to Tori. “I think people need to know.”

 

Tori nodded. “I’ll call the others.”

 

 

Osborn watched as Anders completed the interview and then went to a commercial break. He then called the studio. “This is Norman Osborn. I want to talk to Lynn Anders.”

 

“It’s still in the middle of her show.”

 

“Then repeat some of the ads.”

 

“Yes, Mr. Osborn.”

 

 

“Phone call for you from Mr. Osborn,” the assistant said a after she had led Fields back to the dressing room.

 

“I still have a show to present! I guess he asked for the ad break to be extended?”

 

The assistant nodded.

 

“I’ll talk to him.”

 

 

“The interview has been conducted, but I’m sure that it’s made getting the real SpiderGirl more difficult!”

 

“You both did well. It will have the people of Lawndale questioning the vigilantes and their motives more.”

 

“They’re not going to forget how they helped on Groundhog Day.”

 

“I’m sure that you’re aware that narrative can be spun. People can be fickle.”

 

“I still want to interview SpiderGirl as she is now, not as a disgraced version of her!’

 

“She’s not going to be disgraced, don’t worry.”

 

“I think I’m still going to. I need to get back now.”

 

“Evening Ms. Anders.”

 

 

Having changed out of the faux SpiderGirl suit, Fields looked at herself in the mirror. “What have I done?” she asked herself. “Made Lawndale more chaotic?” She looked at herself in the eye and felt ashamed. She breathed heavily.

 

Anders was involved in her next segment as she left the changing room. ‘I’ll wait until the next break,’ she said.

 

 

Nadia Blackwood knew something was up. Something had felt off about SpiderGirl. “Tori for you,” her mother said as she entered the lounge room with the cordless phone.

 

“Thanks,” Nadia said.

 

“Nadia?” Tori asked.

 

“Hi, Tori,” Nadia said. “I thought you were watching the play again.”

 

“I am, but it is yet to start. This is about Anders’ interview.”

 

“You think something is off too?”

 

“Quinn and Stacy agree. In fact, Quinn thinks it’s a fake,” Tori responded.

 

“A fake? Now that I think about it…”

 

“Exactly. Like, why would SpiderGirl suddenly give an interview?”

 

“I’m not watching Anders anymore,” Nadia decided.

 

“That’s not enough.”

 

“You want me to tell others?”

 

“Quinn as well,” Tori said.

 

“I’ll do it!”

 

 

After Tori called Nadia, Quinn went to find Daria.

 

Daria was already getting ready for the evening’s show. “Quinn?”

 

“I was watching Lynn Anders’ show. They had an interview with SpiderGirl, but I don’t think it was the real SpiderGirl.”

 

Daria looked surprised. “I didn’t think she would go that far. But I would have to watch the show myself to be sure.” She shook her head. “I’ll investigate with the fourth vigilante later. The play’s the priority.”

 

“Of course,” Quinn said. ‘But now I’m more sure that she’s Dafoanairi.’

 

 

Again, the tickets were sold out and the theater was full of people of all ages eager to see Daria’s take on Shakespeare.

 

As the play started, the suspicion of Lynn Anders having faked the interview with SpiderGirl spread as various Lawndale High students who weren’t at the play called each other, starting with Nadia and the others Tori called, and spreading from there.

 

 

Sandi was about to perform another search when she received such a call. She grabbed the energy drink, but then her cell phone rang, almost causing her to drop it. “Ugh! Who?” she asked as she answered.

 

“Hi, Sandi!”

 

“Julia?” Sandi asked. She wasn’t sure why Julia Barbero would be calling her.

 

“Did you see Lynn Anders tonight?”

 

“Not tonight. Like, I don’t watch her every night. I’ve had enough of her latest fixation.”

 

“That’s why I’m calling,” Julia said.

 

“Oh?”

 

“She had an interview with SpiderGirl, but it wasn’t the real SpiderGirl.”

 

“She faked an interview with SpiderGirl?” Sandi asked in surprise.

 

“Yes. Apparently, someone found something off about the interview, and started this string of calls.”

 

“I see. I guess I’ll call a few.”

 

“I’ll be calling Kristen Leung-Bell next,” Julia said.

 

“Got it. I’ll call someone else.”

 

 

After Julia hung up, Sandi looked at the photo of the person she was about to search for. “I’ll search for you. Make sure you’re not at the play.” She grabbed the energy drink again and downed it. “Findu mann sem heiter: Lara Edgars!”

 

She found Lara at her place on Howard Drive, not far from the Lanes, on the phone, talking to someone.

 

“Twenty seven down. But maybe she already knows.” She then grabbed her contact book.

 

 

Fields arrived back at Osborn’s hospital room, half an hour after she had left the studio. She tossed the bag containing the fake suit to the end of the hospital bed. “It’s done,” she said quietly.

 

“I watched it,” Norman said. “You did well, although you should have been more confident.”

 

“I feel like I have betrayed the trust of the people of Lawndale.”

 

“You haven’t. You have given something to think about.”

 

“Or talk about,” Fields said.

 

“That too. You have done nothing to be ashamed about.”

 

“But I still feel that way.”

 

 

As the evening went on, the students of Lawndale High who weren’t at the play called each other and talked about Lynn Anders and the fake SpiderGirl. As the play went into intermission, the Historia was filled with the discussion about it.

 

 

Quinn and Brittany emerged onto the roof.

 

“So, it’s true?” Brittany asked.

 

“Yes, Anders interviewed a fake SpiderGirl!” Quinn answered vehemently. “I didn’t expect that! Osborn must have put her up to it somehow!”

 

“It’s not right!” Brittany said. “What if it’s a fake Ninja Talon next? But what are you doing about it?”

 

“Tori is calling around. I guess most teens in Lawndale know by now. She said that most are in disbelief.”

 

“That’s a good start.”

 

“And after the play I’ll pay a visit to her mom, as SpiderGirl,” Quinn said. “Give my own, limited interview.”

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Not much choice, but I’ll be careful in what I say. I’ll also talk to Daria again. She’ll have more ideas.”

 

“I’ll probably come to, but I’ll probably need to talk with Andrea as well.”

 

 

At the same time, Daria had called Sandi.

 

“Like, it’s totally wrong.”

 

“Exactly,” Daria said. “I’d like to see the interview for myself, given that we have seen SpiderGirl in action.”

 

“You want to see if someone taped the interview?” Sandi asked.

 

“Yes. And Get in touch with Peterson, given that she’s often seen SpiderGirl. But she may come here first.”

 

“What about others?”

 

“I can’t involve William, given the condition he was in,” Daria responded.

 

“That’s true, but there are others.”

 

“Like the owner of the solarium. But I’ll wait for tomorrow to try to get in touch with him. In the meantime, continue calling. Someone may have taped the interview. I’ll see if anyone here had programmed their VCR to tape it while they were here.”

 

“That’s a good idea,” Sandi said. “I shall do that.”

 

 

Peterson arrived at the Historia and saw Quinn and Brittany enter the lobby from the stairwell and Daria from the café.

 

“Evening Peterson,” Quinn said.

 

“Hi, Quinn, Daria, Brittany. I’m sure you are aware of Anders’ interview?”

 

“We we’re just talking about it,” Quinn said, indicating Brittany.

 

She looked at Daria. “I’m certain that it is a fake SpiderGirl.”

 

“I agree. I’m trying to get a hold of video footage to have a look at it myself,” Daria said.

 

“We need to talk about it.”

 

“Sure, but the play is about to resume,” Daria said.

 

“Of course,” Peterson said. “I’ll wait.”

 

 

As the play resumed. Sandi called other students again, asking if they had taped the interview.

 

“I haven’t,” Phillippa Bynon answered. “But maybe you could try the members of the AV Club.”

 

“Oh, why didn’t I think of that?” Sandi asked rhetorically in an annoyed tone as she grabbed the yearbook again.

 

“You just didn’t think about it?” Philippa asked with a chuckle.

 

“Probably,” Sandi considered. “Here they are. Edward Mayer, Samara Collins, Natalie Grey…”

 

“That’s enough, I’ll try Samara,” Philippa interrupted.

 

“Are you sure?” Sandi asked.

 

“Yes. I can look in my own yearbook.”

 

“Of course.”

 

 

“Let’s see, Edward Mayer…” Sandi considered. “I think he’s that Head guy,” she murmured as she looked through her contact book. His number wasn’t there. But Natalie Grey’s was.

 

 

Natalie Grey had already received several calls about the fake SpiderGirl. She was tired, thus she sighed when her mother handed her the corded phone again. “It’s really blowing up isn’t it?” she asked.

 

“Yes!” Natalie said. She waited for her mother to leave the room before answering. “I know about the fake SpiderGirl!”

 

“Good,” Sandi said. “Because this is related.”

 

“How?”

 

“You’re in the AV Club, right?”

 

“Yes,” Natalie asked. ‘What is Sandi up to?’

 

“I’m, Like, wondering if you or someone else had taped the interview?”

 

“I didn’t, unfortunately. You want to use it as evidence.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Ed probably did.”

 

 

Sandi hung up and looked at the students in the AV Club again. “May as well get Ed out of the way.”

 

It turned out that Ed was at the play. ‘I’ll call him later, then, or maybe Daria will.’

 

 

Samara Collins was reading when the phone called.

 

“It’s for you,” her mother said.

 

“Who is it?” she asked.

 

“Someone named Philippa.”

 

“Phillipa Bynon?” she asked herself. “I’ll talk to her.”

 

 

“…Yes, I did record it. I was sure that whatever her big interview was would be important. Like I didn’t think it was a fake SpiderGirl at first, but once others told me. But why do you want tit?”

 

“It’s not me, it was Sandi Griffin,” Phillipa said. “And probably Daria Morgendorffer.”

 

“I know that Daria has been investigating what’s going on. I’ll call Sandi and then head to the Historia with the tape and give it to Daria as soon as tonight’s performance is finished.”