"The delivery person is one of those meddling kids?" Gilfoy said in shock, noting the glasses at least might be Velma's...
"Quiet, simpleton!" Something Else roared at Gilfoy. "That's not what I was going to say!"
"No, no, no.. it all makes sense now." Gilfoy insisted.
"What all makes sense? Cut the jibba-jabba and tell me!" Mr. T. demanded.
Gilfoy walked over to Something Else.
"This isn't 'something else' at all," Gilfoy said.
Gilfoy then pulled a mask off of Something Else's head.
Everybody there gasped at what they saw.
"It's Old Man McGreggor!" Gilfoy Slivovitz exclaimed.
"Yes I am!" Old Man McGreggor said. "I was trying to scare you into leaving, so that I could get the money which was suddenly available for no reason at all to me. And the only way I could get it was to have people NOT spend the night at the spooky mansion!"
"Looks like you'll be staying in the spooky jail now! Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha." The Soviet Cyborg said.
"And I would have gotten away with it too, if not for those meddling kids and their dancing and singing Chrono-Intratitular-Encrapulator!" Old Man McGreggor said.
The police came inside and took Old Man McGreggor away. One of the cops stayed behind to talk to the group.
"Well," the policeman said, "It seems that Old Man McGreggor was going to make a lot of money, but you kids and your Chrono-Intratitular-Encrapulator foiled his plans. I guess that for no apparent reason, the money is now yours."
The policeman left.
"Well, gentlemen, it seems that we now have some funding for our evil plans." Gilfoy said.
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