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Okay, we got the blouse stain, the trophy

and the glitter to disappear.

But, I'm still dead.

So, what's this antique pocketwatch about?

Well, every dork in the 1910s had a pocketwatch.

So how do we find this specific one?

There's a stamp. "Hamilton 1903R."

That's a pocketwatch ID number. I'll use my app.

You have an app for pocketwatches?

Zane had a big pocketwatch phase.

'Twas a dark time in our lives.

You missed out big time, Macy.

I needed a new hobby after you ended my coin collecting phase.

Hey, that worked out for us!

Sure. Billie convinced me to cash it all in on a video game.

Look, Macy doesn't care. She hates video games.

Doesn't change the fact that you hogged it for a full year.

No regrets! I miss those days.

Me too.

Found it!

Wow, it's a super rare piece. And it belonged to…

William Murdoch.

The pocketwatch was a gift from his wife,

my great-great-great grandmother, Julia Ogden.

He always kept it close to his heart, in the breastpocket

of his jacket, which he kept in his office.

Aww, I love that for them!

So. Back to the station house?

Yes, but no setting off alarms. Please?

Hey! No regrets.

Where are you guys rushing off to? Are you time traveling?

We're going back to the station house to find some

relics for the asssignment. - I'm in.

But wait, aren't we supposed to be in the library today

for the forensics tutorial?

Right. If we all skip it, Jo's gonna ask some questions.

How about Macy and I go to the station house,

and you two cover for us in the library?

Guys, Macy doesn't need three sidekicks

to go looking for some relics.

Sidekicks?

It's always a team effort.

Miles does have a point.

We can cover more ground if we split up.

We'll be back soon. Come on.

Are we sidekicks?

I don't think so…

So we sneak in, find the pocketwatch and get out.

We will work till

the wee hours of the morning if we have to.

This pigeon problem must be solved.

Pigeons! I would hope to rid the world of the scourge

of these unpredictable uh, flying objects.

A pigeon once attacked my great-aunt Beatrice.

She was never the same after that.

D'you hear that?

The only thing I hear

is the sound of my stomach missing supper.

Have one of the pastries that your lovely wife Ruth brought.

Well I would, if you hadn't have eaten the last one.

I didn't!

Are you sure you didn't eat it and forget?

Are you sure YOU didn't eat one and forget?

Let's check Crabtree's desk.

But our case!

First we find our missing pastry. Then we work.

It's not here, either. Keep searching, Landon.

We'll get to the bottom of this.

Sorting through old newspaper articles instead

of time traveling, super fun! Not at all sidekick work.

Hey, do you trust Miles?

He gave me advice about Sunny, which was a disaster.

And now Sunny's ghosting me, and we'll never be a couple,

and I'll be alone forever.

What was your question?

My instincts about people are never wrong.

Sunny likes you.

But, I'm not sure about….

Miles J. Gaelis.

Huh. No Miles J. Gaelis.

Or a Miles Gaelis.

Nada. Not a single trace of him online.

Maybe he isn't the social media type?

Ha! You know who doesn't have socials?

Sketchy people, that's who!

Our investigation has concluded.

The missing pastry must have been pinched

by one of the suspects brought in for questioning this morning.

How can I be expected to solve anything on an empty stomach?

I concur. Crimes cannot be solved

when constables are famished.

Well, it's our civic duty to find sustenance, then.

To dinner we go!

- That was a close one. - Yeah. We'd better find

the pocketwatch before they come back.

I'l check Murdoch's office, you check the bullpen.

It's not in here.

Is this it?

Yes! Good work.

Landon, I know that the keys

are in my desk drawer, but I asked you to grab them.

Your hunger has made you confused,

I asked you to bring the keys.

Oi!

There's someone in there? Halt!

It hasn't disappeared yet?

But I got the watch.

It's the same watch, it should disappear. It's the same!

Wait a minute.

What!? "TO MY HENNY PENNY FONDLY, RUTH"

This must be the wrong pocketwatch!

No, no, no. Why?

What's wrong? Where's Miles?

He said he had to go see his brother.

But worse…

this isn't William Murdoch's pocketwatch.

Miles found the wrong one.

Macy uh, about Miles. We're not so sure about him.

We know you two have been vibing,

but we've been feeling left out.

Left out? All you two talked about today is coin collections

and video games. I mean, you guys have history

and inside jokes and I never complained. We're just bonding.

He called us sidekicks.

Might as well call us understudies.

And he told us to be spontaneous.

What's wrong with rules and process?

Guys, Miles is smart and observant,

like a good detective. He's helping me with the case.

Well, I creeped him. And there was nothing to creep.

Which is creepy.

We should use the time machine and go back

to spy on Miles. - No, no. We agreed,

no using the time machine for personal gain.

Just because of what happened when Zane did it?

For the last time, it was a mistake.

Yeah, well you've been more focused on Sunny,

rather than solving this mystery. And you've been

obsessed with your audition.

Macy, my audition is about my career. My future.

Well newsflash, I may not have a future.

And at least Miles isn't distracted. I can count on him.

You know how I feel about uncomfortable silences.

We should go. Zane?

I'm leaving. Alone. How's that for spontaneous?

Fine!

What just happened?