The Mystery Machine followed Perry in his car. The gang could tell that Perry could drive in his sleep since he's driven here zillions of times. Perry was going to stay like he promised his mother. He rang the doorbell and she answered immediately.

"Perry, thank you for coming over with your friends."

"You're welcome, Mom. These kids are only contest winners and not friends.

"Velma here wanted to ask a question or two."

"What's it about?"

"Your late husband," Velma said.

"What about George do you want to know?" Ada asked.

"What was he doing the day he died."

Ada looked at her son.

"Mom, she asked you that question. I'm not answering for you."

"I know, Perry. You know I wouldn't murder your father."

"Of course you wouldn't. Just answer her question."

"I wasn't home that day when George was murdered. I wasn't in the neighborhood at the time. I was out to lunch with a friend."

"Does your friend know about Dad's death?"

"I doubt it, Perry. I haven't told her anything yet," Ada said.

"When was the last time you poke with him?" Fred asked.

"About an hour before leaving the house. The lunch date was at noon."

"Where was he at the time of the murder, Mom?"

"Are you accusing me of murdering him?"

"No, I'm not, Mom."

"It looks like you are to your own mother!"

Ada sounded like she was going to faint after hearing his question, but decided not to let it happen.

"Why don't you sit over here on the couch, Mom? You'll feel better since you almost passed out."

"Just don't touch me, Perry. I can do it myself."

He didn't want to argue with her. Of course he wouldn't lock up his own mother in jail for something she didn't do. She would never forgive him if he had no choice would someone accuse him for murdering his father? Perry shook his head.

"Perry, are you all right?" Fred asked.

"I'm okay, but thank you."

"You don't look like you're okay," Shaggy replied.

"Just having some thoughts on this case," was his answer.

"Do you want to share with us?" Daphne asked him.

"No. Maybe with Paul."

"Are you going to share with Della too?" Ada asked.

"No," he repeated.

"How come you don't want to share?" Shaggy asked.

"Something I'm not ready to share, Shaggy."

"Sorry if I asked something personal."

"That's all right."

Ada was interested in the gang and their vacation.

"What do you kids do for work?"

"We solve mysteries," Daphne answered.

"Those are dangerous."

"Yes, they are. You get to see ghosts and monsters all the time," Shaggy added.

"But a lot of fun," Velma said.

"Perry, what is this contest?" Ada asked.

"I don't know, Mom. I never set it up in the first place."

"How did you kids find out about us?"

"Through a TV ad," Fred said.

"Who put that on the television?"

"My private investigator Paul Drake, Mom."

They stayed for a while longer and then it was time to leave.

"We're going to leave now, Mom. I'll talk with you after the kids aren't here."

"All right, Perry. Thank you for coming, kids."

When they were all in the driveway, Velma said, "Your mother sounds like a nice person."

"Of course."

Once they were out of the neighborhood, they decided to think about a place to eat.

"You can go ahead of me. I'm going back to the office."

"Talk with you later, Perry."