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The danger shop was set up as normal, with Abby perched on a lab table watching as the students entered. "I will pay anyone cash money for video footage of my fellow teachers being all cute and tiny."

"I was really impressed with how everyone did last week. This week we're back to learning some forensic techniques." Abby turned on the overhead and started talking about testing items for drug residue. "We've done food toxicology before but a lot of people die from exposure to drugs that they didn't ingest. I've seen drugs that were smoked, drugs that were on fabric and drugs sprayed into the face. You'll have to check for everything."

"Let's get to the crime scene." Abby said, moving to open the door. "Our dead guy was found in a hotel room, surrounding by what looks to be the remains of a very fun night. The reporting parties were 3 women who are being held for questioning."

The door led to a very cheesy hotel room, complete with red furnishings, mirrors and a large circular bed where a dead Dick Casblancas lay, shirtless and covered up to his waist by red silk sheets. Abby rolled her eyes at how low Dick had pushed the sheet and pointed to her students. "Go find the bad guy!"

[~~Wait for OCD please~~ OCD's up! Play!]

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In addition to the three hookers, we've got a pimp, a jealous girlfriend and the owner of the hotel.

[Mod the bad guys and their motive!]

Lana carefully presented all of her evidence showing how the girlfriend had paid one of the hookers to put toxic amounts of nicotine into the strawberry body lotion, thus causing a heart attack in Dick. Dick should have wondered why she insisted on wearing gloves to put the body lotion on after their last... exchange...

"Great job, Lana!" Abby said with a smile. "You get an A for the day!"

"It was the owner of the hotel. He poisoned the strawberries, because the talking cat promised him half a million. Only the cat died last week so I doubt he's getting paid."

"Never trust anyone trying to give you money if they don't have pockets." Abby nodded. "Good job, Broots. A for the day!"

"It was the whipped cream. Dick was the only one indulging in that, and it was loaded with atropine, otherwise known as belladonna. Stopped his heart, dilated his pupils, and probably have him a nifty high before his heart conked out." Parker shook her head. "And it was the girlfriend, who paid off the hookers to use that particular can. She bought fifteen bottles of eyedrops last week, and the active ingredient is atropine."

"Awesome work, Parker! I love the bit about the eyedrops." Abby grinned. "You get an A+ for the day!"

Parker did a little gleeful chair dance, and grinned. "Thanks, Abby. I'm beginning to see how people get into this professionally, despite the messy bits."

"That's great! That's exactly what I was hoping for with this class." Abby grinned.

~~Bugger Parker used atropine in the whipped cream.~~

"My first guess was strawberry allergy, but then he would've died of, like, asphyxiation. So I ran the tests, and it seems he was poisoned via a high concentration of atropine in the lotion. Note that the hookers were acting drugged; this is because in lower doses atropine can cause a hallucinogenic high. They'll test positive, too, I'm sure. The jealous girlfriend was tryin' to kill off Dick and anyone else who might be partaking of his...er. Dick."

"It seems the owner of the hotel is quite the religious man." Billy said, noting the cross the owner was wearing. "He didn't approve of Dick's lifestyle and so slipped a little poison into the champagne."

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