Janice stands in her garage after a day at school, and sighs, opening a case to see her engineered Beetle Armour, its wings, gauntlets and mask are her pride and joy as an engineer.

Well… it’s not like Papa’s dirty work is gonna get done on its own.

Her father does not know that the Beetle who has done jobs for him is in fact his own daughter, and Janice knows she can never let him know. She dons her mask.