[Streets]

Fredrick will refuse to ask fro directions, insisting on trying to figure out the map function on his new form.

Maybe Cat should convince him to poof into Winifred. Maybe she would be willing to ask someone who actually knows how to find the place they're looking for.

About five minutes later Freddie finds himself staring at a dead-end street.

Nothing here but four garbage cans, an old dumpster, some broken crates, and a dead pigeon.

Fredrick sighs.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," he insists. "It should be right around here somewhere..."