The rock, apparently triggering the motion sensing lamp the Tracy's had installed (well, that or The Clapper), awakens the sleeping Tess (who gives us an idea of what she'd look like with shorter hair) and seems to have scared the bejeezus out of the Dick, who is now clutching his pillow in fright (or maybe he's trying to pretend to be a asleep so that Tess won't make him get up and check on that noise). Quickly snapping out of it and back into detective mode, Tracy leaps into action, spotting the rock on the floor as he makes his way to the window and immediately begins firing into the darkness. (Don't worry folks, I'm sure he's following some sort of police procedure...maybe.)
Apparently hitting no one, Tracy puts in a call to the station where the chief is working the graveyard shift. He's even taken the time to get dressed before he does it (because I guess the chief can hear pajamas over the phone and he wants to be taken seriously). Hearing about the wayward rock, the chief immediately tells Tracy that he and Tess should get out of there, even though they never did find the person who threw the rock so they can't be sure that someone didn't throw it for the express purpose of luring a certain gumshoe outside where he can be done away with from the shadows. Agreeing to the chief's plan, Tracy lets her know that Tess will be staying with Junior (who is yet another child of the Tracy's, just in case you were wondering), but that he won't be going anywhere because now there's a case to solve and lines to learn and whatnot.
Before he tells Tess that she won't be sleeping in her own bed tonight, he tells her that yes, he has indeed decided to take part in the play. After all, it was his case so if someone is going to do it, it might as well be someone who can do it right. (Oh yeah, and the charity is good because the orphans, or animals, or bugs, or environment, or whatever need help.) Later (or possibly in the Tracy's very own basement crime lab), the note is examined and surprise, surprise, there aren't any prints on it, which means that we're dealing with a guy wearing gloves, a robot, or a ghost. (My money's on the ghost. We've already done the guy and robot angles.) On a semi-related note, the chief is less than impressed that Tracy seems to be taking things so lightly (and she's probably just a little peeved that she didn't get asked to do the play too).
As Tracy continues to put off telling Tess that she's going to be staying at Junior's, the two talk about the play. Apparently, it will be held at the science museum. (Gee, this sort of reminds me of an old Batman episode I just saw. Do you think the Penguin is involved in this too?) Tess couldn't be happier that Dick is going to be getting out of the house and doing something cultural. In fact, she seems to be so happy that she's trying to raise the roof, which as you all know is quite a feat when you have been afflicted with T-Rex Arms. (Yes folks, I do have the sad duty to inform you that her recovery was only temporary and that she has indeed suffered a relapse. Perhaps this is the charity Dick was talking about.) Meanwhile, across town at the museum, which apparently doubles as a theater, a shadowy director has her assistant, Lime Light, hand out scripts. (Let the puns begin.)
The rock, apparently triggering the motion sensing lamp the Tracy's had installed (well, that or The Clapper), awakens the sleeping Tess (who gives us an idea of what she'd look like with shorter hair) and seems to have scared the bejeezus out of the Dick, who is now clutching his pillow in fright (or maybe he's trying to pretend to be a asleep so that Tess won't make him get up and check on that noise). Quickly snapping out of it and back into detective mode, Tracy leaps into action, spotting the rock on the floor as he makes his way to the window and immediately begins firing into the darkness. (Don't worry folks, I'm sure he's following some sort of police procedure...maybe.)
Apparently hitting no one, Tracy puts in a call to the station where the chief is working the graveyard shift. He's even taken the time to get dressed before he does it (because I guess the chief can hear pajamas over the phone and he wants to be taken seriously). Hearing about the wayward rock, the chief immediately tells Tracy that he and Tess should get out of there, even though they never did find the person who threw the rock so they can't be sure that someone didn't throw it for the express purpose of luring a certain gumshoe outside where he can be done away with from the shadows. Agreeing to the chief's plan, Tracy lets her know that Tess will be staying with Junior (who is yet another child of the Tracy's, just in case you were wondering), but that he won't be going anywhere because now there's a case to solve and lines to learn and whatnot.
Before he tells Tess that she won't be sleeping in her own bed tonight, he tells her that yes, he has indeed decided to take part in the play. After all, it was his case so if someone is going to do it, it might as well be someone who can do it right. (Oh yeah, and the charity is good because the orphans, or animals, or bugs, or environment, or whatever need help.) Later (or possibly in the Tracy's very own basement crime lab), the note is examined and surprise, surprise, there aren't any prints on it, which means that we're dealing with a guy wearing gloves, a robot, or a ghost. (My money's on the ghost. We've already done the guy and robot angles.) On a semi-related note, the chief is less than impressed that Tracy seems to be taking things so lightly (and she's probably just a little peeved that she didn't get asked to do the play too).
As Tracy continues to put off telling Tess that she's going to be staying at Junior's, the two talk about the play. Apparently, it will be held at the science museum. (Gee, this sort of reminds me of an old Batman episode I just saw. Do you think the Penguin is involved in this too?) Tess couldn't be happier that Dick is going to be getting out of the house and doing something cultural. In fact, she seems to be so happy that she's trying to raise the roof, which as you all know is quite a feat when you have been afflicted with T-Rex Arms. (Yes folks, I do have the sad duty to inform you that her recovery was only temporary and that she has indeed suffered a relapse. Perhaps this is the charity Dick was talking about.) Meanwhile, across town at the museum, which apparently doubles as a theater, a shadowy director has her assistant, Lime Light, hand out scripts. (Let the puns begin.)
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