Chapter 3 - Expansion

Later that night, before Stewie's regular bedtime, Brian read a book about how to get rich quick when a repeat of the Razzle-Dazzle Collar commercial came on.

"Hmmm," Brian said. "This chapter has to explain about some ways to increase a market revenue." He began reading until he found a solution. "Aha! Market expansion! Why didn't I think of it before?"

The next day at the garage, Four Dogs and a Baby had a meeting. Brian had shown his employees a map he drew of Quahog with multicolored pushpins in a section.

"Now, as you can tell by the pushpins in the map," Brian explained, "they represent our customers. Now, look at the rest of the map untouched. What does it say to you all?"

"The map's too big?" New Brian asked.

"Nope," Brian shook his head. "We got to expand the market." He then showed a card box. "These cards I've printed out will let our customers know about Four Dogs and a Baby."

The group's first stop of the day was the Quahog Mall, where Brian's voiceover explained what the group did for their market expansion.

"All we got to do is hand out these cards to new customers. They'll give us a call if they need their yards leaf free."

That part of the plan worked, and many Quahogians gave Four Dogs and a Baby a call to clear their yards of leaves.

The group stopped at other places, too, including the Brown house, Mort Goldman's Pharmacy, even the Drunken Clam.

The more the group cleared leaves from lawns, the more money piled up in Brian's piggy bank. Everything had worked perfectly...well, nearly.

A few days later, there was another meeting in the garage. Brian's map was nearly full of pushpins.

"We're doing good, fellas," he said. "If we can keep expanding at this rate, maybe I can suggest hiring more dogs and babies, and suggest change the name of our business. It could be global."

Cutaway/Fantasy: We see the garage as a big building for Four Dogs and a Baby, in the fantasy called "2,000 Dogs and 50 Babies". Brian sat at his desk, talking on the phone.

"Amber, baby," he chuckled, "you're talking too much. I can sell twice what the Sultan is offering."

"Talking to your stock broker, B?" Vinny asked.

"Yes, Vinny," Brian replied. "The Sultan of Brunei wants his yard cleared, and he wants his rock garden polished. Can you take a jet?"

"No prob, Brian. See you later." With that, Vinny gave Brian a thumb up and left for the jet.

"Jasper," Brian dialed, "hold my calls for the next hour. I'm going to lunch."

"Yes, Brian," Jasper replied.

Brian got up from his desk and got into his limo. New Brian drove it.

"Where to, Mr. Griffin?" New Brian asked.

"McBurgertown, please," Brian answered.

Back to the garage.

"Hey, guys," Chris greeted. "Mom says it's time for me to walk you."

"Sorry, Chris," Brian kindly disagreed. "No time for a walk now. We've got work to do."

"Oh," Chris understood. "Well, good luck clearing more leaves."

"All right, gang," Brian said as Chris left. "Let's go to work."

Within a next few days' time, the business grew and grew, and more yards were cleared all over Quahog.

During one of the group's stops, they gazed at a yard where kids played in piles of fresh autumn leaves.

"Crap," Vinny sighed. "I wish we were in there."

"Yeah," Brian swooned, thinking about nothing but work. "All those leaves."

The rest of the group shook their heads and shrugged in confusion over what Brian just did.