Annie doesn't know about the explosive devices and were this any other week it would shock her to Louis Renault proportions. This week she is utterly convinced that Sladd is cut from the same cloth as Fred Rogers. There is no way he could possibly be dangerous.

"I've been calling him Lucky," Annie freely admits. She couldn't think of a great name for him. "He has a lot of spunk. He seems to do a lot better if you let him check things out."

The little dog is already straining to go check out Slade. His little tail is wagging away as he is taking in every little detail. Annie scuttles in following after the curious dog.

"Ooh. Did you do plain ones or have you been experimenting?"