Anyway, Dapper Sam next turns his attention to the series of kiddie-decorated placements now lining one of the reception area's walls. Each placemat has a large space in which the children are meant to crayon their "worst fear," which a small cartoon rendition of Plucky The Clown promises to then make disappear. The various fears on display include a green-faced witch, a bloody-toothed shark, a red-faced cannibal homunculus sporting an overloaded diaper, and a man-eating basketball. Only one of these things will become important later. Unfortunately.

Eventually, a petite brunette materializes at Dapper Sam's side and remarks, "Real beauties, huh? We rotate them out once a week -- kids love having their art on the wall." Dapper Sam's all, "Buh?" so "Jean Holliday, Shift Manager" explains, "It's just an exercise some pop psychologist came up with -- plus the owner's obsessed with 'aiding children's development,' so the placemat's a safe way to get kids to talk about their fears." "Personally," she adds, "I think it's a load of hooey." Good for you, sweetie. Now, can we get to the point? Excellent. Dapper Sam, after deftly dodging yet another green-haired Gacy, learns that last night's corpse created quite a scene at the restaurant yesterday afternoon, pulling "a full-frontal douchebag" as he dragged his hapless child away from the party they'd been attending long before the cake and presents had arrived. Dapper Sam goes, "Hmmm!" then steps off to one side to make a phone call. Before the call can connect, however, a shifty-eyed and poorly-groomed janitor whistles to catch his attention and, after hinting that he has a story to tell, the janitor tells Dapper Sam to return once the restaurant's closed for the evening. Dapper Sam tugs down the corners of his mouth, blinks, squints, frowns, blinks again, and sighs, and then it's time to return to...