"I must have been working so hard, I guess I forgot my own birthday." Daphne says.

"I hope you don't mind," said Fred. "But I ask the gang to come along. And Shaggy here introduced Velma and I to Flim Flam."

"Oh, Freddie," said Daphne. "This is the best birthday present ever. It'll be just like old times."

"Reah!" Scooby exclaimed. "Rold rimes." Scooby lovingly licked Daphne and Fred's faces.

"Easy boy!" Fred laughed. "It's great to see you, Scoob!"

"Speaking of old times," Velma spoke. "Look what I have for you, Scooby." Velma reached behind her back and takes out a box of Scooby Snaxs. "Scooby Snacks!" Every time when you mention the name "Scooby Snack", he will do anything, even if it means facing a horrible monster just to eat one. A dozen, if lucky.

"Roh, boy. Roh, boy. Roh, boy."

Shaggy joins in, begging like a dog.

"Like, oh boy. Oh, boy. Oh, boy."

"Go long, guys!" Velma shouted, tossing a Scooby Snack in the air. Shaggy walked towards a perfect position where the Scooby Snack would land. At the last minute, Scooby jumped in and ate it.

"Hey!" Shaggy exclaimed. Everyone laughed at this hilarious, yet predictable moment.

"That's my Uncle Scooby." Scrappy says. "Always wants to get the first Scooby Snack."

"The more things change, the more they stay the same." Flim Flam adds.

"I've been saving these Scooby Snacks for a long time." Says Velma.

Scooby was chewing the last bit of Scooby Snack when he tasted the stale part.

"Ruck!" Scooby exclaims.

Shaggy grabbed one and eats it.

"Like, too long, Velma," said Shaggy. "They're stale."

"Don't worry, guys," said Fred. "We're going to New Orleans for our first segment, 'Haunts of Louisiana'."

"Neat-o!" Says Scrappy. "We haven't been to New Orleans yet, Flim Flam!"

"That'll be a great opportunity for us, Scrappy!" Adds Flim Flam.

"And New Orleans has got some of the best food in the world." Says Daphne. That captured Shaggy and Scooby's attention.

"And the best ghosts," Velma implied. That makes Shaggy and Scooby shake in fear.

"I hope," said Daphne. "Well, let's get going."

"Hold on," said Fred, stopping Daphne. "There's just one more thing." Fred pulls off the "Coast to Coast with Daphne Blake" sign and there, all along is the famous "Mystery Machine" logo.

"Perfect!" Velma exclaimed. "Mystery Inc. is back in business!"

"Now let's go SPLAT some ghosties!" Scrappy says with eager anticipation.

Everyone joined in at high-fives and the journey to Louisiana begins.

They arrived at the state from an hours-long drive, looking over the sights outside the vans' windows. But they got a job to do first.

Their first stop is at a run-down house owned by a old woman who happens to be a psychic who believes she is haunted by a grim-reaper-like ghost, who Scrappy ties to pick a fight with. It is later discovered that the ghost happens to be a hologram.

Next, they reached a cemetery. Shaggy and Scooby accidentally awaken a gargoyle creature and are being chased. However, it is a old man in a suit and is revealed to be a jewel thief.

They are in an abandoned river boat, where they are being chased by a zombie boat captain. But it is an old woman in a suit, who happens to be the owner of the property and doesn't want anyone to go after it.

Lastly, they searched for a lobster monster who is scaring off employees over at the canned shellfish factory. Scrappy puts up a brave front until the monster roars at him and he turns tail and runs. Scooby knocks him down by falling down on an entire pile of canned shellfish. Shaggy unveils the perpetrator, who is knocked unconscious.

They rest down at the French Quarter at New Orleans, snacking down one of the most popular foods of the city. Fred is eating sweet beignets. Daphne is not please with the footage they caught during the trip.

"Bad guys in masks," Daphne sighs. "Mechanical claws, magnets, hologram projectors."

"Just like the good old days," said Velma.

"Too much like the good old days. I got a show to do. I need a real live ghost."

"That's an oxymoron, Daph," said Velma.

"Doesn't anyone want a beignet?" Fred asked.

Daphne takes out a guide book on Louisiana.

"What I want," said Daphne. "is a house that's REALLY haunted. I mean, there must be one somewhere in Louisiana."

"There is," spoke a mysterious voice. It is a beautiful young woman, with long black hair and fair skin, speaking in soft French-Cajun accent. She is carrying a bag of groceries. "I work in it. Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear. I work as a chef at a house on Moonscar Island, a house that is really haunted."

"Jinkies," said Velma.

"My name is Lena," the woman introduced. "Lena Dupree."

"Fred Jones," Fred introduced. "This is Velma Dinkley and Daphne Blake."

"Charmed," Lena replied.