One afternoon, after a few days of no calls, The ghostbusters had a job.
The assignment was at a candy factory and shop in downtown Mannhattan.
Two class 5 roaming vapors were causing trouble, and it was up to the team to catch the ghouls.
"There they are!
Let's get them before we loss them!" shouted Peter, as he and the rest of the ghostbusters took off after the ghosts.
In a way to slow the ghostbusters down, the spirits poured a vat of melted chocolate onto the ground.
But despite a bit of skidding and sliding around, the ghostbusters were able to catch up.
Finally, the ghostbusters had the ghouls trapped in a corner and were able to capture them.
"Let's bag these creeps," said Peter, as he and the team switched on their proton wands, aiming right at the ghost.
"We have them in place.
Throw down a trap," Egon called out.
Winston did just that.
He placed the trap under the ghosts, stomped it opened, causing the ghouls to get sucked inside and sealed the trap shut.
"Like taking candy from a baby," said Peter, which got him looks from his fellow ghostbusters as he added, "Not like any of us would do that right?"
The manager of the shop and factory was very grateful to the Ghostbusters for their services, that only did he give them a generous payment, but also a few packages of the finest chocolate the company had to offer.
The team thanked the manager and headed to Ecto-1.
As soon as they loaded the full trap and proton backs up, the ghostbusters got in the car and headed back to the firehouse.
During the ride, Ray's nose picked up the wonderful aroma of chocolate.
He opened one of the packages, and popped a piece in his mouth.
"Yum, this really is the best chocolate I've eaten," he said as he took another piece.
"Any of you guys want some?" Ray asked.
"No thanks.
After today, I don't think I want to look at another chocolate candy for awhile," answered Winston, who was in the driver's seat.
"Same here," Peter added.
"Affirmative," said Egon.
"Suit yourself," said Ray, as he helped himself to another piece.
"How did the job go?" asked the team's receptionist Jeanie, when the ghostbusters climbed out of Ecto-1, after pulling the car into the firehouse.
"A bit messy, but we bagged those spooks," Peter answered.
Ray, who was still nibbling on the chocolate asked Jeanie, as he offered her the box, "Jeanie, you gotta try this chocolate.
It's the best."
"Thanks Ray.
But I'm on a diet," Jeanie answered.
Ray then called out to the ghostbusters' unofficial pet ghost Slimer.
"Oh Slimer.
I've got something for you."
The green blob like ghost floated down to the main level.
"Something for me?" the ghost asked.
"Yep, we got plenty of chocolate from our job," said Ray, as he presented a wrapped box to Slimer.
"Wow, thanks Ray!" said Slimer as he took the box from Ray, before giving him a big, wet, slimy thank you kiss.
Slimer ripped the box opened, took out one piece of candy, then poured the remainder from the box into his mouth with a large gulp.
"MMM, yummy candy, said Slimer, who let out a burp, Excuse me."
"Well if you guys will excuse me, I'm going to take a shower.
Between the mess and the candy factory, and now Slimer, I suddenly don't feel clean," said Peter, as he headed up the stairs.
"I'll take the equipment out of the car," said Winston.
"I'll give you a hand, before I take the trap down to the containment unit," said Egon.
"I'll write out the report," said Ray with a mouth full of chocolate.
"Thanks Egon, said Winston, who then turned to Ray and said, "And Ray, take it easy with the candy."
Whlie he did that, Egon went to empty the trap in the containment unit in the basement, after giving Winston a hand unloading the equipment, and Ray wrote down the report for Jeanie and he enjoyed a few more pieces of the tasty chocolate candy.
Later on that evening, the team sat down to dinner.
It was Winston's turn to cook, so he whipped up, stuffed peppers and a salad.
Ray was a bit full from eating the candy, but he didn't want to hurt his fellow ghostbuster's feelings.
Even Slimer, who had more candy than Ray cleaned his plate iterlly, by eating everything in one swallow.
So Ray took a forkful of salad and placed it in his mouth.
However, when he tried to eat it, Ray felt a sharp pain.
"Ow!" he yelped.
"Ray, are you OK?" asked Winston.
"It's my tooth.
I felt a sharp pain in my tooth," Ray answered, as he clutched the left side of his face.
"Let's go in the lab and take a look at it," Egon suggested.
The four ghostbusters left the table and headed for the lab.
Usually when the group left the table during a meal, Slimer would devour everything, however, he followed the team to the lab to see if Ray was OK.
Of course though, not before take one or two stuffed peppers to go.
In the lab, Egon examined Ray, who was seated in a chair with his mouth opened using a small mirror, a flashlight and a metal pick.
"Ouch!" Ray went, every time Egon touched a certain area.
"Sorry Ray, I'm finished now.
You may now close your mouth," said Egon.
Ray did just that, but then asked, "So, what's wrong with me?"
"Ray, it appears you have a minor case of corrosion in one of your lower molors, located on the left side," Egon answered.
"In English Egon," said Peter.
Ray has a cavity.
It's a small one, but a rather painful one."
"Looks like your sweet tooth got the better of you Ray," said Peter with a laugh.
"Man, I warned you about eating all those sweets," Winston pointed out.
"Just call the dentist in the morning and make an appointment to have it taken care of," Egon suggested.
Ray then gulped and said, "The d..dentist?"