Tanya and Jock, who should never be in the same room together, really, are grabbing lunch at a high-altitude restaurant, the improbability of the existence of which is entirely lost on them both. While trying his damnedest to not be a sex pest while sitting opposite the most flirtatious, gutter-brained, potty-mouthed female on the slopes, Jock spies some suspicious behaviour going on the far corner of the food hall. A group of Japanese tourists have not only bought enough food to feed Tony for a week (read: a lot), but their table also seems full of equipment not usually seen in or around this rarified eatery. He decides to take a brief stroll in their general direction to investigate and sees a mind-boggling array of vials, test tubes, beakers, cylinders, funnels, rubber tubes, bunsen burners, centrifuges, microscopes, spectrometers and thermometers, all cleverly disguised in Hello Kitty skiwear, and decides to report his discovery to base. However, upon seeing a rough-looking Scotsman with a Ski Patrol badge looking in their general direction, the group of tourists hatch their own plan of action, standing up, forming a tight pack around Jock, and bustling him out of the general vicinity like ants moving a stick while their colleagues pack up their equipment in haste. Tanya eventually sees what’s going on and sets off in hot pursuit. Will she and the Ski Patrol team be able to apprehend the fishy foreigners? What on earth are they up to with all that elaborate equipment anyway?