You are Lady Electrica, the infamous supervillainess. One day, you tense yourself for battle as your nemesis Thunderbird flies into your lair. You summon your lightning, ready to throw down.

"Wait!" Thunderbird shouts, raising a hand in peace. "I'm not here to fight. I came here because I need your help with... something unusual." She blushes. "Something that you're an expert in. You have to help me! This isn't something that I can do myself." She has a desperate look in her eyes.