Relaxing back at home, Tracy turns his attention to the future. A future without clowns and casinos and music and weird things that make no sense. (It's a beautiful dream, Dick, really it is. I wonder how long it will be before it's dashed.) But wait, a mysterious letter has arrived at the Tracy's and Dick doesn't look too happy about the contents. So much for the relaxation, huh, Dick?
Oh my. It looks like the
Tracys have been invited to a murder mystery party. You know, they probably aren't the best people to invite to one of these things. People tend to actually die around Dick Tracy and you never know when he might just mistake a pretend death or a pretend threat for a real one. (Now would be a good time for whoever sent that to send another one that says, "Sorry about that invitation. I wasn't paying attention to the addresses. You don't have to come, really. You can just stay home. We can do something else together later.") He especially doesn't look too thrilled about the prospect of attending this party (or maybe it's that he hasn't has his coffee yet), but who knows, that could all change when he finds out who sent it. (We can only hope that their name is a pun.)
Relaxing back at home, Tracy turns his attention to the future. A future without clowns and casinos and music and weird things that make no sense. (It's a beautiful dream, Dick, really it is. I wonder how long it will be before it's dashed.) But wait, a mysterious letter has arrived at the Tracy's and Dick doesn't look too happy about the contents. So much for the relaxation, huh, Dick?
Oh my. It looks like the Tracys have been invited to a murder mystery party. You know, they probably aren't the best people to invite to one of these things. People tend to actually die around Dick Tracy and you never know when he might just mistake a pretend death or a pretend threat for a real one. (Now would be a good time for whoever sent that to send another one that says, "Sorry about that invitation. I wasn't paying attention to the addresses. You don't have to come, really. You can just stay home. We can do something else together later.") He especially doesn't look too thrilled about the prospect of attending this party (or maybe it's that he hasn't has his coffee yet), but who knows, that could all change when he finds out who sent it. (We can only hope that their name is a pun.)
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