In the distance, the very distinct sound of a missing bridge returning to the Greater Minneapolan Area from another dimension can be heard as D2G arrives back in the Radiant Realm on Shapersky Bridge. East is nowhere to be found, but for some reason, the President is standing near the bridge. D2G notices this, and uses this as an opportunity to ask the President what he's even the president of, which seems to greatly aggravate the President, prompting him to teleport D2G out of the Greater Minneapolan Area, with a new stamp on his helmet indicating that he has been banned from returning.
"Ah, damn, I guess I should've known it wouldn't be so easy to find out what that guy's whole deal is." D2G sighs to himself. D2G has no clue why the President was near that bridge, or who the person who approached him in the other dimension was, but doesn't care enough to try to find out. With his task done, D2G is able to return home to his ordinary life, and he never has to worry about doing another favor for Cybr, which relieves him greatly.
After finding out what happened to his younger brother, Tobias Tango barges into the Beaten Meat Deli to demand answers.
"I demand answers!" demands Tobias, and Beatsmith looks up and takes off his headphones.
"Can I help you?" Beatsmith asks.
"What did you do to Ted?" Tobias growls angrily.
"Ted? I'm sorry, but I don't know who you're talking about." Beatsmith shrugs and starts to put his headphones back on.
"Hi sorry, I'm Dad!" declares Dad.
"Wait your turn, Dad, this guy came here first." Beatsmith responds, shooing Dad away.
"He was a lad about this tall who wore denim jeans, and had a bit of a short temper. Did you see him?" Tobias asks, and Beatsmith shakes his head.
"Nah. Let me call up Meatsmith. He must've come here during his shift." Beatsmith says, before picking up a can-phone on the wall and beginning to talk into it. While Beatsmith is talking into the phone, Flagboy bzjooms into the Beaten Meat Deli seeking beaten meat from Saudi Arabia. He looks a bit different because of the space race, which resulted in the space being removed from his name, but other than that he is undeniably the same person. "Somebody here is asking about a guy named Ted...about this tall, denim jeans, short temper...uh huh, yeah, this guy is asking what you did to him...the secret item? I thought we weren't allowed to make that anymore...well, what am I supposed to tell him?...ah, whatever." Beatsmith hangs up the can-phone and turns to look at Tobias again.
"Well, what did he say?" demands Tobias.
"Apparently, this Ted person came in and ordered a special dish, one which is known to have highly dangerous effects if somebody isn't mentally prepared to consume it." Beatsmith explains.
"I'll have what he had." Tobias crosses his arms. He's suspicious of foul play, since he's never heard of a deadly meat before. Flagboy comes up next to Tobias and orders Saudi Arabian beaten meat, and Beatsmith nervously writes down both orders, neither of which he has experience in making.
"Hey Beatsmith, could you ask that guy to stop eyeing me suspiciously?" foul play requests.
"Yeah, please be respectful to fellow customers." Beatsmith says, before heading into the back to start preparing the dishes. He notably takes much longer than Meatsmith to do this, and also does not use an anvil at any point in the meat beating process, though there is still a fair amount of hammering involved. While Beatsmith is busy, Tobias walks over to foul play and grabs him angrily by the beanie.
"Listen chump, I know you did this, so unless you fess up I'm going to beat the meat out of you right here in this restaurant." threatens Tobias.
"Hi going to beat the meat out of you right here in this restaurant, I'm Dad!"
"Dad, help me! I'm being threatened with assault!" pleads foul play.
"Hi being threatened with assault, I'm Dad!" Dad lets out a hearty and fatherly chuckle, not taking any kind of action to assist foul play. Beatsmith comes out from the back with two dishes, which he almost drops in surprise when he sees the scuffle that started while he was gone. Tobias immediately returns to his table upon seeing Beatsmith.
"Beatsmith! This man is threatening me threateningly and I demand that he be kicked out of the restaurant!" foul play shouts.
"Well, technically, you haven't ordered anything, so you're loitering right now." Beatsmith observes, and foul play sits back down and shuts up. Beatsmith delivers the dishes to Tobias and Flagboy, and Tobias eyes the dish suspiciously.
"So, this is the stuff you say killed my bro?" Tobias carefully analyzes the dish before him.
"Yep." Beatsmith responds.
"Doesn't look so bad, just some meat." Tobias says, focusing all his mental strength into consuming the meat as he slices off a small square and eats it. The meat seems to detect that deep down Tobias is afraid of meeting the same fate as his brother, and tries to target that emotion. Tobias is overcome by fear, but lacks the emotional strength to pull away from the meat. Luckily, though, due to targeting an emotion, the meat's deadly effects have yet to start taking their toll on Tobias's physical body. Tobias briefly loses consciousness, and is taken to a realm within his mind, where a reconstruction of Ted moments before his demise appears in front of him. This vision of his late brother gives Tobias the emotional strength he needs to push onwards, and he regains consciousness and continues eating the special dish. Beatsmith begins to sweat nervously, as the establishment will no doubt be sued if Tobias is able to survive consuming the dish. Tobias perseveres, occasionally glancing towards foul play to make sure he doesn't get away before he can be accused of murder. Through a combination of unconditional love for his brother and desperate need for lawsuit money, Tobias has managed to work his way through three quarters of the meat. Beatsmith's sweat is becoming far more apparent, as he realizes that any legal investigations into the Beaten Meat Deli will reveal Meatsmith's ties to the World Crime League. Beatsmith suddenly notices foul play beckoning for him to come to his table, and walks over to see what foul play wants.
"Listen, I don't know why you're so nervous, but if this guy survives eating this meat, he's gonna try to get me charged with killing his little bro in collusion with this establishment, so we gotta work together on this." foul play explains, and Beatsmith lowers his voice so that Tobias can't hear him while he responds to foul play.
"Yeah, and if they look into this place, they'll find out that my boss works for a criminal organization. We gotta find some way to make sure he can't finish that meal without it looking like sabotage." Beatsmith replies, and foul play silently holds up a vial of fool's salt. Beatsmith glances between the vial and Tobias's meal several times.
"You need to act fast or we're both going under." foul play whispers, and Beatsmith nods.
"How are we gonna do this? If he catches on to what we're doing, we're even more screwed."
"We need to find a way to break his focus without being suspicious." foul play says, and Beatsmith starts looking around the room for the most innocuous method of distraction available. Beatsmith suddenly remembers something that happened a few minutes ago, and heads over to Tobias's table, making his best effort to hide his fear.
"Hey, I'm just here to see how your meal is for you." Beatsmith says.
"Hi just here to see how your meal is for you, I'm Dad!" says Dad, appearing nearby.
"Yeah, it's got a great flavor to it. Definitely impossible for someone to die from." Tobias remarks, trying to ignore Dad.
"Oh, phew, that's great. I was worried because it was my first time making it. Hey Dad, maybe you should have a bite, too! Why don't you tell Tobias here a joke?" Beatsmith says, and Dad approaches Tobias and sits across from him.
"Two goldfish are in a tank. One says to the other, 'do you know how to drive this thing?'" Dad says, before letting out a laugh.
"Hey, what are you doing?! I'm still eating here! Stop!" Tobias growls, and tries to get Dad to move away.
"Hi still eating here, I'm Dad!" Dad responds.
"Dad, I'm sick of your shit, let me finish my meal in peace before I have to do anything drastic." Tobias warns, but Dad doesn't seem to care.
"Hi sick of your shit, I'm Dad!" Dad replies, and Beatsmith casts a sideways glance at foul play to indicate that this distraction might be the perfect chance. foul play hurls the vial with godly precision, and Beatsmith opens it up, causing the fool's salt to spill all over the small remainder of the special dish, before melding into it, making its presence very difficult to detect. Dad disappears, and Tobias returns to his food and takes the last bite of the meal, but before he can do anything, he suddenly begins to feel extremely granular. Tobias's thick flesh begins dissipating into small grains of salt, which start trickling to the floor, where a strange creature begins eating the salt as it falls.
"AH! What the fuck are you doing? That's my skin!" hollers Tobias, mortified by this horrible ailment. Tobias tries to stomp on the creature, but his foot has already turned to salt, which the creature then begins to eat as well. Tobias screams in agony as the rest of his body is slowly converted to salt, until nothing remains but the contents of his stomach, which are now deliciously seasoned. foul play is understandably grossed out by this, but a job well done is still a job well done. Beatsmith lets the creature eat the rest of the salt, and brings the leftover meats to the meat locker for future use. foul play decides that now is as good a time as any to head out, so he leaves the Beaten Meat Deli, ending his 8 hour long loitering session.