Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, let me introduce for your viewing pleasure Mr. B.O. Plenty in all of his glory. Now, right off the bat I see two problems, which combined, make me believe that this case isn't so much about gambling as it is about the fact that B.O. is just plain crazy and sinister forces are at work (with the world hanging in the balance, of course). The first problem is that it looks like he's talking to a poster. Now, someone must have seen him do it once, and then set up a slot where he could slip the money in and exchange it for tokens from some other casino that won't work in these machines, leading him to return to the poster for more. The second, and considerably more worrisome problem is that he either has a Zol from The Legend Of Zelda, or a slime from Crystalis, perched on his head, possibly controlling his every thought and movement. This can only mean that this is no mere case, but an adventure of epic proportions in which Dick will have to collect obscene amounts of coins and jewels and search vast landscapes and dungeons for hidden swords and other weapons all so that he can either save a princess or save the world (which I suppose would also mean saving the princess who might live in the world). Yet despite the danger this case poses, Tracy appears to not be taking it too seriously as he seems to be shuffling off to Buffalo. Then again, the pressure of succeeding could have also caused him to snap, prompting him to think that he's some sort of superhero and thus has to run out of the door after yelling, "Dick Tracy away!" (I swear he looks like he should be making motor noises as he runs out of that door.) Tune in next time for the next exciting installment of whatever it is this case is going to actually be about. (I know I will.)
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