The bespectacled gent carefully reaches into one of the desk's drawers and pulls out a loaded revolver before slowly crossing to the other side of the room, where he shuts and locks the door. With trembling hands, he pours himself another slug of bourbon and is just about to take a sip when...the window behind him bursts inwards in glittering spray of splinters and shards! "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" A dark figure with seemingly small hands has landed upon the bespectacled gent's carpet, and it now slowly advances upon him while he just as slowly backs away, mewling, "Please!" the entire time. "We didn't know!" the bespectacled gent insists. "I'm sorry!" he pleads, fumbling up against his desk, in the process knocking his manuscript to the floor. "Glaalaaalaaagh!" he gurgles as The Visitor apparently rips out his throat, and a fresh spurt of blood paints the manuscript pages red as the bespectacled gent keels over, dead. "GOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" The camera lingers for a moment on the manuscript's blood-soaked cover page, and it appears to be a little tale called "The Haunter Of The Dark" by one H. P. Lovecraft. "Hack!" shrieks Raoul, pointing an accusatory yet exquisitely honed claw at the television screen, and as I have no desire whatsoever to read anything by that particular author, ever, I will accept your assessment of his merits without question, friend of friends, and move on to the...

...Tinkle, Tinkle RAAAWWWR! "Well!" shrieks Raoul once again. "Thank heavens they dispatched with that...that trifler before the episode proper!" Bad blood between you two? "Oh, my word, that man was positively beastly! Ill-mannered, and rude like you would not believe! Why, once when I was summering at...!" You know, I'm going to stop you right there, because I think you're on the verge of revealing a bit too much about yourself, if you know what I mean. "Mercy! My eternal gratitude, I'm sure!" No problem, friend of friends. Oh, and hey -- that shot of the blood-spattered manuscript reminded me of an old joke. "Do share!" Well, it seems pretty stupid, now. "I insist!" Okay, fine: What's black and white and red all over? "Oooh! Oooh! A nun with a spear through her head?!" Wow. That's way better than the answer I was thinking of. "Hooray! [Slurp!]"