"I'M KEVIN LASTNAME FROM ANYTOWN, AND I CAME TO HELP MY NEW FRIENDS. THEY ARE VERY SAD WITHOUT THEIR SCENTS AND YOU'RE A VERY MEAN OLD MAN TO HAVE TAKEN THEM."
KEVIN REACHED INTO HIS SUPER-DUPER DETECTIVE KIT AND PULLED OUT A BOTTLE OF PEPPER. THEN, HE SHOOK IT ALL AROUND THE ROOM, UP AND DOWN, UNTIL THE NOSE MONSTER WAS SNEEZING SO BADLY THAT HE SNEEZED ALL THE JARS OFF THE SHELVES. SCENTS FLEW EVERYWHERE, AND KEVIN'S FRIENDS RAN TO CATCH THEIR OWN SCENTS AS THEY CAME TUMBLING DOWN.
Thoughts: Out of all the things that one could possibly include a "super-duper" detective kit, bottle of pepper is the last thing that comes to mind. Evidence baggies, magnifying glass, fingerprinting equipment, that's the type of stuff that I'd put in a detective kit. But whatever. I do love deus ex machina... and by love it, I mean I respect its ability to tack a happy ending onto a badly written story. I can just imagine Carol Eldridge's thought process:
Fuck! How is YOUR NAME HERE going to beat the Nose Monster? I don't know, I don't know. Let's see... he has a big nose. What is something that people with noses don't like? Cocaine! Wait, pepper! YOUR NAME HERE can pull a pepper shaker out of his detective kit! Newbury Award, here I come!
Seacrh your heart. You know it to be true.