Oh, Kat, don't you know? Even in sensible heels, you've gotta be careful moving too quickly through a twisty-turny mountain-scape! I know that you didn't sleuth quite as "sleuth-y" as you had hoped you would. And Klank and Digster are now wise to a nosy blonde spying on their clandestine volcano bombing. But in your haste to race against the lava that imminently threatens to wash away your precious Angel Grove, you've gone and twisted your ankle. I know it hurts, but this is NO time to soothingly rub those stocking clad legs of yours! Maybe you should try something a little more helpful, say morphing!?