Police sirens fill the air by the park where Janet stands guard

over the robbers that tried to take the Ruby of the Spanish Princess.

"Just try to make a move and my foot will crush your throat! This

is not a threat, it's a promise!", Janet says calmly as her foot

steps on the robbers throat.

"Okay, okay. Think your tough, do ya?"

"Of course!", says Janet. "But I am not as stupid as you are!  You

and your bumbling friends left clues all over the place. This case

was easy to solve. Maybe not for Poirot but for Janet!!"

Poirot turns around and stares at Janet.

"Now, now, Janet. It is not the time for arrogance. You made some

lucky guesses.  It is not always so clear cut. You must keep a sharp

mind and not let your pride get the better of you. Remember its

a crime case that is primary, not your ego! We must think

of the museum, first.

"Yes, I remember."

Several police officers rush over to where Janet is standing guard

over the robber and put the cuffs on him, and reading him his

rights. He is then escorted to the waiting police car , sirens

blaring and crowds gathering.

Poirot points to the diner.

"Lets go to the diner and see what any of the patrons have to

say about the robbers. Or if they noticed anything at all!"

A few minutes later, Poirot, Janet and the museum curator

arrive inside the diner.  The waitress gives them a curious look.

"What's with the police cars? What's happening?"

"A jewel robbery. The robbers were just in here.Didn't you notice

anything suspicious ? "

The waitress thinks for a moment. "Do you mean those

two weirdos that were in earlier, trying to pick me up. Well, good

luck! They looked like they didn't have two nickels to rub together.

Poor suckers! Can you imagine that. I thought they were regular

Joes and they are rotten jewel robbers! I must keep up with

my people skills! What a dope I am!!!"

"Ah, Miss, you are no dope. How could you know? You are just

doing your job! What did they say to you? ", Poirot asks the waitress.

The waitress smiles at Poirot.

"Hey, you talk funny. where are you from?"

"I am Belgian, but I live in London!"

"What are you doing in the middle of America? And at my diner? You

look like a classy guy.. Would you like to go out on a date with me?"

"I am Hercule Poirot. I am on a case!! How about sitting down and

having a tea with me? "

"At work? Here? I meant somewhere else.! Ha!! You're funny ! A date

where I work. Oh that's a laugh. I meant a fancy restaurant. You look

like you can afford it. I can eat here any day!"

"Poirot does not have the time for your silly games. Do you want

a tea or not?"

"Okay, sweetie. Don't sweat it. I am just playing. You're not used

to people teasing you, are you?"

"No one teases Poirot! I am too clever for the tease!"

"Not clever enough for me. This might be interesting!"

"Take a booth anywhere. There is no formal attire necessary

for the food here is inedible! It's a diner. Try the coffee and

the honey buns. I made them this morning!"

"Excuse me. Just tea and a few minutes of your time, Miss."

"Okay, cutie pie."

The waitress walks off and returns with two cups of tea.

Janet and the museum curator take another table and are waited

on by a different waitress.

Sitting down at the booth, the waitress sets down the tea cups

and looks into Poirot's eyes.

"Oh, sweetie, you take things much too seriously. Now, with a job

like mine, I have to flirt with the customers! I would go batty

if I did not! And besides the tips are better when I show a little

leg and give a little more cakes. "

Poirot just looked at her and shook his head.

"Je ne comprends pas."

"Oh,  you don't understand me?"

"We need to talk about the case!! Stop flirting with me!", Poirot

shouts!

Half of the customers turned around  and stared.

"Okay, okay. About 6 pm I notice these two strange fellows

walking into my diner. I walked over and asked them if they

wanted a coffee and some cake. I started to make small talk

but I did notice they kept looking out the window at the park. It seems

they were both preoccupied with the window. The did not even

leave a tip!!"

"So, I am guessing you did try to flirt with them too?"

"You bet I did! They paid a little attention but whatever was going

on at the park seemed to take their interest. Now I know why.

A jewel robbery!"

"Yes, the Ruby of the Spanish Princess. It was on exhibit at

the museum and was stolen by those theives. Now it is recovered

and will return to the Museum in Spain once again.

The museum will stay open here and now the Ruby of the

Spanish Princess is safe and sound...

Poirot holds it up to the light.

The waitress stares at the jewel sparkle in the light. "This

ruby is absolutely gorgeous. Can I hold it?

"Just for one minute. We must get it back to the police!"

Poirot hands it over to the waitress. She holds it up to the light.

Looks Poirot in the eye and says.

"What a dope you are!  You think the

museum is saved?

Think again!

She threw the Ruby up in the

Air and tried to walk away

but Janet tripped her and

the Ruby flew up

in the air only to land

in a bowl of chicken noodle

soup .

Poirot rushed over

to scoop it out, handed

it over to the museum

curator, shouting

Case closed.

The museum is saved!!

"Oh, all this for a sparkly Ruby.!!"

Beware my friend of all things sparkly! They

lure the greed in the heart and fire the brain

to where they know nothing but the sparkle

of the jewel. Let's let the museum curator

in Spain know that the Ruby of the Spanish

Princess is on its way back home to Spain

now before someone else decides to steal

it!"

Goodnight, you sly waitress. You thought

you could outfox Poirot! I think not!!!

Oh right. You are much to uptight for me!

Have  sweet bun, you look like you could

use a little ...just teasing.

Oh you American girls...I don't get it...

"No, I am sure you don't..."