Marron was thoughtful on her way back, thinking of her visit to Kame Island. Kuririn was in love with #18. His room was full of pictures and news clippings of the beautiful film star and he knew every single fact about her. To anyone else, Kuririn would seem like an obsessed fan, a psycho. But Marron knew better. Kuririn and #18 were meant to be. The only problem was #18 didn't know it yet. Well, that's a problem she will soon rectify, Marron decided. She was determined to do them this one favour before she left. But how? She mustn't let them know of her identity. Mirai Bulma's words rang in her mind. You change other timelines in unpredictable ways just by being there. The more you interact with the timeline, the more it changes, and the more alternate timelines there will be. Not only will that make their journey back to their own timeline more difficult and dangerous (but that wouldn't matter since they're going to wish themselves back), it might cause instabilites in the space-time continuum. But nobody knew enough about it to know what exactly the dangers are.
Marron decided to stop to refill the car (Trunks' car, which she borrowed after he left for Capsule Corp. this morning) with gas. While the car was being filled, she bought a newspaper from the newsstand. An ad caught her attention. It was a contest to promote #18's next movie. The winner will be given free tickets to the movie preview, and more importantly, to meet #18 face to face. That's it! Marron thought. She could help Kuririn win this competition and set him and #18 on a date. But then again, he's probably already sent hundreds of entries. Still, he might not necessarily win, ...unless there was some inside help.
And then the next ad caught her eye. It was by the same agency which was promoting #18's movie. 'Career opportunities in advertising', it read. 'Special apprenticeship programme for high school students to experience the exciting world of media advertising.' This was her chance. If she got the job, she could do something to increase Kuririn's chances of winning. It might not be legal, but her intent was pure and honorable, Marron thought. She just wanted to match-make the two soulmates so they could get married and live happily ever after and have their own little Marron... She trembled with excitement at the thought. But she was nervous at the same time. What if she got caught? Never in her 17 years of life had she ever considered doing anything against the law. But then again, she should be long gone and never to return by the time any discrepancies were found out. Marron shook her fist in determination. She must do this, she decided. A little bending of the law wouldn't do any harm, she tried to convince herself.
She read on. Must have certified letter from school, credit in commerce, media studies etc... Marron read through the list of qualifications. She easily passed all the of them, except for the first one. She's not from this world; she didn't have any letter of certification. She could forge one, but that was too risky. The only way was to register as a student in one of the schools here, get the letter, apply for the job, and execute her plan. She took another look at the contest ad. The closing date will be in three day's time, and the results will be announced in a week. She wouldn't have enough time to see this through. Trunks had already gone to get the Dragon Radar, and they could easily collect all seven Dragon balls in just a day. If she's going to do this, she'll need more time. Maybe she could persuade Trunks to stay for just a while longer before wishing themselves home. It did occur to Marron that she was going against Mirai Bulma's warnings by her actions, but it was already too late, she thought stubbornly. They were now in a timeline which was a direct result of their interference with an event in its past, and besides even Trunks had interacted with someone from this timeline. He's already told this timeline's Piccolo about them, for Kami's sake! Furthermore, Marron rationalised, they were going back by magic, which should guarantee their safe journey home. She's got nothing to worry about.
The car was now filled up, and Marron returned to the #17 mansion with a new determination.