
Dead sick? Dead sick? Really? Why couldn't you have just said dead tired instead? It makes a lot more sense than dead sick, but maybe I'm being too hard on everyone's favorite gumshoe because I really wanted to see him dressed up in playing card inspired garb. I mean, after seeing him with that mustache, I think that he could have actually pulled it off. (At the very least he could have opened that portal again and asked for help from Ricardo. Oh well.) At least Ace seems to have enough sense to know who is who in his organization...sort of. He at least seems to know who the major players are. Underlings, it would seem, are another matter entirely. (Maybe the smoke from that cigar/giant cigarette is going to his head. I would also like to add that I like the fact that it now looks like he has the little Logo triangle on his collar. Makes me want to play a game of
Turtle or some
Logo. Does anyone else remember that or is it just me? Oh Apple IIe, how I miss thee. But enough rambling. It's time to get back to business.)

Introductions aside, that last panel tells us a lot about Ace's intelligence, and unfortunately the news is not good. Apparently, he doesn't appear to be the brightest bulb in the world since he didn't insist on seeing Tracy's identification, calling Jack to make sure that he actually sent the man standing before him, or check Tracy for any concealed weapons. To make matters worse, it looks like Tracy has managed to quite easily trick him into thinking stacks of hastily drawn and colored counterfeit bills made of 4x6 index cards by Mrs. Jones's p.m. kindergarten class are actual bills that can be used to buy goods and services. Oh Ace, if there's not a bomb hidden in that briefcase, I'll be surprised.
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