Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our next exhibit: "The History Of The Telephone (Somewhat Out Of Order)." Not only does this strip begin our next adventure, but it introduces the next characters of note: former criminals Gravel Gertie and her unfortunately named, as yet unseen, husband, B.O. Plenty. (School must have been really, really rough for that guy. No wonder he turned to crime.) Looks like B.O. has developed a bit of a gambling problem and apparently the only one capable of tackling the case is Dick Tracy. (Remember to fill out the paperwork this time, Tracy) We can only hope that crooked slots, magnets, and organized crime are somehow involved, and that this will require Dick, and perhaps even Tess, to go undercover to find out what nefarious fiend is behind it all.
Poor B.O. What with the economy the way it is, gambling just isn't the way to go about staying afloat, especially when you don't appear to be too good at it, or are dealing with a crooked casino. Add to it the fact that Gertie and B.O. seem to live in outer space (possibly the Moon), where property values have always been astronomical (Sorry. I had to go there.) and the commute between it and the Earth is hardly cheap. If B.O. isn't careful, he and Gertie will have to move back to Earth, allowing their Moon mansion to fall into the hands of some vapid celebrity who'll do who knows what with it all the while trying to act like they're just like everyone else. You can't let that happen, Dick! You just can't!(And finally, here's a little bit of trivia for you: a Gravel Gertie is a room designed for the safe inspection, handling, or dismantling of nuclear weapons, and was named after the character. Don't say that I never tell you anything useful, or at least interesting.)
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