As Matt "Velvet" Dusk sings, "I've found a miracle," Jenn leans over to Tom and whispers, "Oh, I'd love to do that." Eager that someone has finally joined him in the charming, if unrealistic, village of Those Totally Off Our Nut, he asks Tim, "Who's in charge of that?" and we here in the Steve Wynn Suite clink our glasses together warmly, because we know. Joe the Vet, how we have missed you. He shoots an entire wad, which zings and pings around the glassware and walls of Zax like a high-speed cartoon character, at the opportunity to mess with Matt "Velvet" Dusk's mind some more. He finger-shoots the Tim and Tom Connection with a "You got it," simply the essence of cool as he runs off to work out some of his bizarro rage and hatred on our hero. Matt "Velvet" Dusk, high on performance, is afforded an easy five seconds of happiness behind the closing curtains before Joe the Vet runs up, tongue hanging out with glee at what he's about to perpetrate. Joe has "a real distinct feeling" that the Tim and Tom Connection are going to want "the young lady" sitting with them to come up and sing with the band. "I just wanted to come up and give you a heads-up," he giggles, wriggling like a puppy on Ecstasy. Vile, horrible man. Not for who he is, or because it's Matt "Velvet" Dusk he gets to abuse, but for the simple joy he takes in screwing these guys over like this, night after night. Maybe he'll fuck up Jenn's name too, like he did Elaine/Lorraine Hunt, and introduce her as "Lynn" or "Brynn" Nelson. Since he's a dickwad and all.