Potsy, Ralph, Richie, and Lori Beth are sitting in their usual booth at Arnold's. Ralph says, "Do you know what happened to the optometrist who fell into the lens grinder?"
"On no, Ralph! What happened to your dad?" Potsy asks, while Richie rolls his eyes.
"No, it's a joke!" says Ralph.
"Ok," says Richie, "Tell me. What happened to the optometrist who fell into the lens grinder?"
"He made a spectacle of himself!" says Ralph, grinning from ear to ear, while the rest of the gang groans.
"Hey, has anyone seen Fonzie?" asks Richie.
"No," says Ralph.
"Nope," says Potsie.
"No," says Lori Beth.
"That's funny, I haven't seen him since yesterday," says Richie.
Suddenly the door to the Guys room flies open. Fonzie appears in his t-shirt and jeans. He looks around quickly, then takes a step toward the jukebox, which is silent. The gang is looking at Fonzie from their table. Fonzie snaps his fingers at the jukebox, but it remains silent. "Woah!" says Fonzie, clearly disgusted. He quickly returns to the Guys room. After a few seconds, the door flies open again and Fonzie pops out and steps up to the jukebox. He snaps his fingers again, but again the jukebox remains silent. "Wooooaaahhhh..." says Fonzie, drawing out the word in great disappoinment. He slips back into the Guys room.
Richie, Ralph, Potsie, and Lori Beth look at each other, a little dumbfounded. Richie asks, "Should I go take a look at see if he's all right?" The rest of the gang nods briskly.
Richie walks up to the Guys room door and slowly opens it. He peers in and for a brief moment sees Fonzie crying in the corner on the floor, halfway underneath a sink. Fonzie is startled and leaps to his feet. "Woah!" says Fonzie, "It smells so bad in here it's makin' my eyes water!"
Richie asks Fonzie, "are you all right?"
Fonzie replies, "What? The Fonz? Fine? Yeah! What are you talkin' about, Red?"
"Well," mutters Richie under his breath, "Maybe the jukebox is just broken."
"Speak up, Red!" says Fonzie.
"Well, Fonz, I saw you try to get the jukebox to play, and when it didn't start up, I thought maybe it was broken or not plugged in."
"No, Red..." says Fonzie, staring at the ground. "That's not it."
Fonzie then steps right up to Richie and grabs Richie's collar. "If you ever breathe a word of this to anyone, I'll shove you so far into the ground that all the dogs in the neighborhood will think you're a fire hydrant!"
"Of course, Fonz, of course. I won't breathe a word! Scout's honor!" says Richie, clearly rattled.
"Richie," says Fonz, letting go of Richie's collar and slouching, "I think I'm going nutso!"