Starshine was able to track down the Mad Maestro to her hideout, an abandoned music hall in the arts district. She scaled the roof with her trusty Starhook and dropped down into what appeared to be a locker room for the villain's goons. She pressed herself up against a row of lockers and peeked out. There were two women getting changed into their uniforms on either side. Neither of them appeared to notice her.
"My current outfit might be a bit too colorful for this lot," she thought to herself. "Better find something to blend in with."
Starshine got low and crept up silently behind one of the henchgirls. She pounced, locking her into a tight chokehold. The woman gave a strangled gasp, Starshine's enhanced strength quickly cutting the noise off. She gave a quick glance to see if the other woman had been alerted, but she was too busy checking herself out.
"Too easy," Starshine thought, dragging the struggling baddie out of sight.
Starshine kept her arms locked around the woman's throat. She heard a locker close, then the door slam as the other woman left.
With a final moan, the henchgirl went limp in her arms. Starshine carefully lifted one of her eyelids, and, satisfied that she was unconscious, hoisted the girl up by her armpits. She smiled sweetly at the goon's slack face. "I thought you were a little flat there," she quipped, before lowering her down to the floor to begin stripping her uniform off.
Starshine rested the snoozing goon against the back of the locker. The heroine now looked like any one of the Mad Maestro's henchgirls, down to the treble clef face paint.
"Don't worry," she whispered as she shut the locker. "When I come back for my suit, I'll take you to get locked up somewhere a little bigger."
