Sally briefly returned the wave, then continued on her way. In the lab, Jack was actually quite grateful for the distraction, and perked when he saw his girlfriend.

"Sally!" he said brightly. "Did you find anything?"

She nodded.

"I certainly did, Jack," she said. "I spoke with the witches. It's possible that the memory loss was caused by forget-me-lots, in the fog that cropped up the other day."

"Forget-me-lots?" Jack asked, then frowned.

Dr. Finklestein perked up.

"Forget-me-lots, hmmm?" he asked. "Wouldn't it take quite a few to cause such a grand effect on the entire town?"

Sally nodded.

"That's what Aggie said." She turned to Jack. "And for the sheer amount of them needed to work, and how to activate them...it had to be [i]planned[/i]."

Jack pondered on that, then frowned as he came to the same conclusion as the witches had. This had the tricksters' claw marks all over it. [I]Particularly[/i] Shock's, with the sheer amount of thought, effort, and misery caused by the aftermath.

Vlad spoke up then.

"I believe my daughter also has a piece to this puzzle," he said, then gently ushered Carmilla forward.