...This Week's Motel Room to watch as Darling Sammy arrives to fill Dashing El Deano in on recent events, after which Our Intrepid Heroes bang their empty heads together in a failed attempt to figure out what's going on.
Meanwhile, back at a darkened Plucky's, the camera finds Jean Holliday, Shift Manager counting out the drawers as that shifty-eyed janitor makes with his goodbyes. Unfortunately for him, "some kid puked in the ball pit," so he's going to have to give the thing a "full sanitization" before he'll be able to clock out for the evening. The much put-upon janitor rolls those shifty eyes of his and dejectedly plods back towards...
...The Ball Pit Of Filth, where he vacuums up the disgusting, vomit-smeared balls in question until...dun-dun! Dun-dun! Dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-dun-da-da-DA! For yes, gentle reader, a never-seen Land Shark has invaded The Ball Pit Of Filth and, after circling the shifty-eyed janitor for a couple of passes, the razor-toothed beastie drags tonight's next bit of Monster Chow beneath The Pit's surface to chomp him to bits. Off camera. Fortunately, what the sequence lacks in gore, it more than makes up for in its clever riff on the justly famous opening sequence of Jaws, so I do have to give them credit for that. At certain points, it almost seems like a shot-for-shot remake of the original scene. With balls. Bravo.
And once the late shifty-eyed janitor has disappeared beneath the waves of candy-colored vomit-smeared fun for good, the scene shifts outdoors, where Our Intrepid Heroes are just now pulling up to Plucky's in this week's crapped-out piece of automotive trash to find a cadre of emergency personnel already crowding the restaurant's front entrance. The boys flash their fake badges at everyone within eyeshot and manage to get a good, long look at the late shifty-eyed janitor's remains, after which Dashing El Deano grunts, "That's a shark bite." "Yeah," Darling Sammy glumly agrees. "And judging by the radius," Dean sagely adds, "I'd say a twenty-footer, at least!" Darling Sammy's eyebrows meet just above the bridge of his nose, and he tilts his head to one side, all, "Are you fucking kidding me with that bullshit?" "Shark Week!" Dean yelps in his own defense. "Man, how do you not watch that?" Darling Sammy sighs and wanders off, leaving Dashing El Deano alone to pout, "It's a whole week of sharks!" Hee.