Otto crossed the coffeehouse floor, seeking out Junior. He knew he was lookin' for a hedonist, someone who held that pleasure was the principle good and should be the aim of all action. But dammit, none of these creeps looked like they were having much fun!

But then he spotted one lucky bastard who was having fun-- PLENTY of it! He was sitting at a table, with ETHEL perched on his lucky lap! But just then--

Otto thought of something clever to say!

Otto knew he had nothing to say-- he headed back out into the deadly streets, knowing he was HOPELESSLY outclassed by the skinny runt!

Our hero's HUNGER became unbearable!