With Angelorious nothing more than a smoldering corpse, a la Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen from Star Wars, it's finally time to wrap things up. Poor Tess, it looks like her dreams of a perfume empire aren't going to be realized. Oh well, I'm sure she'll find something else to do with the neighborhood ladies (and really, didn't we all know that their perfume empire would have inevitably disintegrated due to in-fighting anyway?), or maybe she'll just disappear again, reappearing only when the story requires her presence. (Tess, we hardly knew ye.) Alas, Tess is not the only one facing a dilemma, as Dick, who never filed the paperwork and wasn't technically on official police business during this caper, won't be getting paid for any of his hard work. As a result, he's been forced to return to modeling, striking his "I'm A Little Tea Pot" pose in a snazzy black turtle neck and slacks in an attempt to snap Tess out of her funk. (Of course, and this might be the result of recently viewing The A-Team episode featuring Boy George, he could also be wearing a dress, but I don't really see Dick as the sort of guy to wear a dress, do you? Then again, he could also be leaving Tess to become a beatnik. The fact is, we just don't know.) The only one who seems to have benefited from this whole ordeal is Dr. Noll (apparently once again forgotten by the CIA Man), who's set to reap the benefits of his fuel formula (unless whoever gets control of it quashes it, or puts a loophole in the contract that gives them full control of the formula forever, forcing the doctor to live in a cardboard box under an overpass).But wait, there's more! Dick has just received a phone call! Surely this will lead to yet another madcap adventure (or at least a nice diversion for the next couple of months).
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