I’ve got this lucky fishing lure; I take it with me on every job and it’s never failed me yet. It’s been my good luck charm to bring in some of the toughest suspects. I’ve got it hanging from my rearview mirror so it can send out its vibe and get the cosmos working for me. And, up until now, it’s worked like a champ. I mean, it’s been better than a rabbit’s foot that has a four-leaf clover clutched between its claws. But I guess you could say it hasn’t been too lucky lately. Maybe its aura is losing potency, so that it only works on other aquatic creatures. Then again, it should have at least warned me that Amy was gonna jump into a dang pool, trying to get away from me.