Mrs. Rock: Happy birthday, Coby!
Coby: Thanks, Mom.
Mrs. Rock: Here's your birthday present.
Coby: Is it a basketball?
Mrs. Rock: Does it look like a basketball?
Coby: No. It looks like a . . .
Coby: Spy kit!
Thanks, Mom. It's so cool!
Coby: I can't wait to start spying on people.
Mrs. Rock: Oh no! You're not spying on anybody!
Coby: What else would I do with a spy kit?
Mrs. Rock: Just pretend to spy on people.
Coby: Pretend to spy on people?
That's no fun.
Mrs. Rock: Or you can use your kit to help someone.
Mrs. Rock: But remember.
No real spying!
Coby: Got it. No real spying.
Mr. Lenny: Is that a spy kit, Coby?
Coby: Yes. I got it for my birthday.
Daisy: What's in it?
Coby: Lots of stuff!
A spy scope and a notebook.
Coby: There's a fingerprinting kit too.
Jim: Cool! Maybe you can use it to stop some bad guys.
Coby: I wish I could do that.
But my mom says no real spying.
Coby: I can only help people with it.
Mr. Lenny: You can help me, Coby.
I can't find my tool belt.
Coby: I see it!
It's near the ladder.
Mr. Lenny: Oh, there it is. Thanks!
Coby: You're welcome.
Daisy: Good thing you had your spy kit.
Daisy: You were a big help to Mr. Lenny.
Coby: Yeah. But I still want to be a real spy.