Behind the curators of the Guggenheim, huge Man Ray lips hovered
in a brooding sky.They heard the rustle of taffeta.
That could mean only one thing.

The chief curator and her assistant had uncovered Felix
who had been hiding in the basement of the Guggenheim.
He told them of the Astro-Men's plan for invasion and total
destruction of the art world. But they, being graduates
of Harvard, didn't believe. Instead they went to find
their two other colleagues