The Ice Rink

Scene from: "Camelorum Adventures: Lemony Memories"
Made with: "The Sims 4: Get to Work"
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It dawned on Officer Richie Tribble, as he was about to have Candace booked, that he'd neglected an important step: searching her for contraband!  He finally found something, and was more than a little miffed by what he found in her pocket.

Candace: "So how was your tequila, sir?"

Tribble: "Don't make me throw up!  Now hold still!"

Candace: "Yeah, there is something totally harmless in that pocket.  Though...how common is chloropoeia, I wonder?  Hmm..."

Tribble: "Can it be!?!?!?  You are Eddy's daughter!"

Candace: "I never made any secret of that!  Why?"

Tribble: "Why was his signed, autographed, Wayne Gretsky trading card from 1990, crumpled up, in your pocket!?!?!???"

Candace: "I set out on a quest.  Not just to stop Xiboruty or learn to control my Xomification...but...to learn what I was supposed to do with myself next.  I realized that I might never get the chance to rescue my dad, even if I knew what Xiboruty did with him!  In case I never saw him again, I wanted to have one of his most prized possessions with me...to remember him by.  And to remind me why I'd keep doing whatever it was that I was going to be doing."

Tribble: "So you're not just an assailant, but a memorabilia thief!"

Candace: "Tack on silly additional charges all you want!  I just want my parents reunited, and that Xomian terrorist to rot in Hell!"

Tribble: "That's what I love about girls like you...you don't know the meaning of 'right to remain silent'!"

Candace: "Why do you care so much about Wayne Garthsk..."

Tribble: "GRETsky!  The Great One!!!"

Candace: "Of all the officers in town, I get the hockey nut!"

Tribble: "This card is worth...well...I'd give you the chair if you ripped it in half!"

Candace: "If it makes you feel better, I did once stop my little brother from feeding it to the neighbor's dog!"

Tribble: "Lying to an officer is also a crime!"

Candace: "So how do you know so much about my dad???"

Tribble: "Well...as kids in the late 1980s until the early 1990s...hockey was life for Eddy and me!  Then...I guess life happened.  We went to the Dromedary Heights Ice Rink every chance we got.  And there was Cindy Windy...always working on her super elasticity formula!  I still remember poor Jordan Boggidy trying to walk up and kiss her, and instead he tripped and fell several bleachers and had to get stitches.  We were dorks, so we laughed at his misery!"

Candace: "Am I supposed to understand all this nostalgia?  I was born in 1996."

Tribble: "That settles it then!  You don't remember a time before TV shows about talking sponges made everyone lame!  Your whole age group is a bunch of wayward, lost know-nothings!"

Candace: "What happened to her formula?"

Tribble: "Well, it wasn't perfect...but she put it on one of the pucks when we battled a rival band of kids in the neighborhood.  It bounced off a light and took it out, and then smashed through the other goalie's mask and blinded him!  The formula vanished after that.  And she got blamed for all the damage. 

Sure, she and a stitched-back-together Jordan would get married after she got out of prison...two years later.  MAN, that was a creepy wedding!  But still, nobody knows what happened to her formula.  Maybe Purview Labs buried it in their archives?  Rumor has it, she had a daughter named Bonny who also wants to create the formula.  Buuuuut...that's never gonna happen!"

Candace: "Which prison?"

Tribble: "Why, Camelorum Correctional, silly!  Where you're probably going!  She's the reason Mr. Stan Woudean got involved in the private prison-industrial complex to begin with!  That place was built to teach freaks just like you how to be boring again!"

Candace: "You know that for sure?"

Tribble: "Well...that's what I've heard, anyway."

Candace: "What will you do with my dad's card?"

Tribble: "Hold on to it for now.  It's contraband!"

Candace: "Don't sell it!"

Tribble: "Oh...no WAY I'm selling this!"

Candace cared little about the history of hockey, Tribble's ice rink nostalgia, or anything else that mattered to this judgmental officer.  But his letting-slip mention of Purview Labs was a clue: they were covering stuff up!  Could that include Eddy's location?