"Ding dong, Daddy," Emerson says as the door jingles behind him, and he can say no more before Ned shoves some pie into his mouth. "Ding, dong," he adds, upon tasting the delicious creation. "That is heaven!" Ned says yes, Pearway to Heaven is new. Ned says that now that he's given up dead-waking for exclusive pie-making and is no longer touching and waking the dead fruit, he can eat his own pie. "I'm gonna get fat, aren't I?" he smiles, taking a bite. Emerson is done with the chit chat. While Ned's getting fat, he says, a dead lady has been fished out of the Papen County fountain and he's got a good feeling about it. "Ambulance sirens blarin'," Emerson says, "and I got my chasin' shoes on." Chuck asks if Ned is sure he doesn't want to untie those apron strings and lace up his chasin' laces. Ned says no, his apron is on with its strings securely tied in a double figure-eight follow through knot. Chuck says that she, for one, is supportive of Ned's decision. "Because that's what friends do," she adds, looking pointedly at Emerson, "they support each other." Emerson, though, is looking to support the bottom line. "Looky here," he says. "Yes, the zappity-zap nearly turned everything to crappity-crap on account of Dead Girl and her diggin'-up-dead-daddy ways." Chuck again apologizes for that little incident, but the thing is, Ned's not going to be persuaded, anyway. He wants to be a normal guy who makes pies. "Who wants to be Superman? Not me. I say no to 'Super' and yes to 'Man.'" Hee. Chuck smiles fondly at him, as one would to an idiot child. "I'm Clark Kent," Ned says, but Emerson is less than moved. "Well, that's just downright craptastic, Clark," he says, adding that he now has an unusually large amount of work to do on account of Ned being unwilling to touch a dead lady so that he can ask who killed her. Ned shrugs, but Chuck sees her chance. She wants to be Emerson's sidekick, the Alive-Again Avenger who comes back from the dead to provide justice to murder victims everywhere with the help of a crusty, unflappable, streetwise gumshoe. Emerson pauses. "That would make me the sidekick," he says, and Chuck says she would be good either way.