Here's the story: One minute I'm out with my sorority sisters; the next, there's a terrible accident (beyond my friend Stacey's outfit), and I'm waking up in some weird clinic with the Eggheads Du Jour telling me I'm now officially a human cyborg, and I'm supposed to work for them from now on. You know, super spy style...stop people from doing evil things and stuff. Uh, hello - did I ask for this? I've got a beauty salon to run. If those bad guys...