More Wild Water Molecules!

When we last left off, Wiersy had dissolved into heart-wrenching sobs over Poopsie, the unknown left in New York over the weekend. Will Wiersy be able to bring herself under control? Will we find out what Poopsie is? Will Mac have to save New York by himself? Stay tuned...
"Poopsie?" Mac asked, thoroughly confused. Why was the hardened Vice Admiral dissolving into tears this way?
"My beautiful specimen of an IB lab report!" Wiersy wailed, snuffling dejectedly into the phone. "You kow the on...by my star student. I left it in New York with my in-laws because my daughter was staying with them and needed to cross-reference to it. Oh, not the lab report!" Wiersy burst into crocodile tears.
"Wiersy, pull yourself together!" Mac barked in a very un-Mac-like way, "We've got to stay strong!"
"You're right Mac," Wiersy conceded, scrambling into the chair she had rather suddenly vacated, grabbing a tissue on the way. "For all the IB lab reports!"
"That's the spirit!" Mac said excitedly. (He could picture getting back to that facinating black hole report.) "Now, what do we do?"
Wiersy sat up as sraight as she could. This was her domain: solving problems. She dried her tears and put Poopsie to the back of her mind. As Mac had implied, there were more important things to focus on. "Ok...I'll put you through to Admiral Sacha right away..."
Mac hardly had time to protest before he was connected to Admiral Sacha's office. Mac listened to the hold music for several minutes before deciding to put the phone to speaker. Then, leaning back in his office chaire, he listened to a tinny version of Scotland the Brave and opened the report on black holes again. Giving one last offended glance and the jar of mechanical pencils, Mac buried himself in the ever-so-facinating world of Jupiter.
Will Admiral Sacha ever pick up the phone? And what has happened to Sally Forsythe? To find out, just wait until the next facinating episode of PHYSICS GONE WRONG!!!!!!!!