STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE!

IT'S CYPBERCHASE FOR REAL!

I THINK IT WAS CAPTAIN KETCHUP IN THE LIVING ROOM WITH THE BABY BOTTLE.

BIANCA, YOU COULD BE A DETECTIVE.

I'M GONNA GO GET DINNER READY.

I COULD BE A DETECTIVE.

(NARRATING) I WAS WORKING THE LATE SHIFT TRYING TO FINISH UP SOME PAPERWORK.

BIANCA, YOU HAVE TO HELP ME!

NICKY'S MISSING.

TAKE A SEAT.

BIANCA: (NARRATING) SHE SMELLED LIKE MONEY - RICH AND GREEN.

(OVERLY DRAMATIC SOBS) I ASKED HER ABOUT NICK.

SO, HOW LONG HAS YOUR HUSBAND BEEN MISSING?

NICK IS MY PARAKEET.

WHEN I CAME HOME TONIGHT HIS CAGE WAS EMPTY EXCEPT FOR A FEW FEATHERS.

BIANCA: (NARRATING) A PARAKEET THAT FLEW THE COOP.

IT WAS MY KIND OF CASE.

I TOOK DOWN ALL THE INFO I NEEDED TO SOLVE THE CAPER.

I HATE THE THOUGHT OF HIM SCROUNGING FOR FOOD IN A GARBAGE CAN OR... OR EVEN WORSE - HANGING AROUND WITH... WITH... PIGEONS!

(SOBS) STOP YOUR BLUBBERING, SWEETHEART.

I'LL FIND YOUR CHICK.

(NARRATING) HER ADDRESS WAS IN THE RICH PART OF TOWN, WHERE IT LOOKED LIKE MONEY GREW ON TREES AND SHE WAS THE GARDENER.

IS THIS THE LIVING ROOM?

NO, THIS IS NICK'S ROOM.

(NARRATING) I WONDERED WHY A BIRD WOULD WANT TO LEAVE A CUSHY PAD LIKE THIS.

DO THESE WINDOWS OPEN?

NO, DRAFTS ARE NOT GOOD FOR BIRDS.

I KEEP THEM LOCKED.

BIANCA: MMM HMM.

YOU SAID YOU LIVE ALONE HERE.

WHO ELSE HAS A KEY TO YOUR HOUSE?

NO ONE.

IT'S JUST ME AND MY NICKY.

(GASPS) THAT'S LITTLE NICKY'S... HOME.

(LOUD SOBS) WILL YOU STOP DOING THAT?

I CAN'T THINK IF YOU KEEP DOING THAT.

YOU KNOW, THE LOCK ON THIS CAGE IS BROKEN.

YES, THE LOCKSMITH'S GOING TO FIX IT NEXT WEEK.

WELL, SINCE THE DOOR OPENS BY ITSELF AND NO ONE DELIBERATELY LET THE BIRD OUT, THERE'S NO CHANCE OF FOUL PLAY.

(NARRATING) I WAS STUMPED.

A MISSING BIRD IN A ROOM WITH ALL THE WINDOWS SHUT.

NO ONE HAS KEYS TO THE HOUSE EXCEPT THE OWNER AND SHE DIDN'T LET THE BIRD OUT.

I WAS MISSING AN IMPORTANT PIECE OF INFORMATION.

BUT LIKE ANYTHING THAT'S MISSING, YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS UNTIL YOU FIND IT.

I LOOKED IN THE CHANDELIER, ON THE SHELVES, ANYWHERE A BIRD COULD PERCH.

WHAT AM I MISSING?

ARE THERE ANY VENTS THAT NICKY COULD HAVE FLOWN INTO?

OH NO, NICKY CAN'T FLY.

HIS WINGS ARE CLIPPED.

(NARRATING) SUDDENLY IT WAS CRYSTAL CLEAR.

I HAD THE INFORMATION I WAS MISSING - THE BIRD CAN'T FLY.

I HAD BEEN LOOKING IN ALL THE HIGH SPOTS WHEN I SHOULD HAVE LOOKED IN THE LOW SPOTS.

GOTCHA!

(BIRD CHIRPS) (GASPS) MY BABY!

YOU'VE COME BACK!

WELL, ACTUALLY HE NEVER LEFT.

I THOUGHT HE FLEW AWAY, BUT I WAS MISSING ONE VERY IMPORTANT PIECE OF INFORMATION - HE CAN'T FLY.

SO UNLESS HE WALKED OUT THE FRONT DOOR, HE HAD TO STILL BE IN THE ROOM.

THANK YOU, BIANCA.

YOU ARE THE BEST DETECTIVE!

YOU DESERVE A REWARD.

I SHOULD BE A DETECTIVE.