Glad lady, inspector, a blond southern belle, no one can stop me from exacting my revenge.
Over intense fiery thoughts I hear a yell.
"Gill it's him"
It's Recycling Man our arch nemesis.
G-man and I built a completely green fashion house. Dumpster diving, scavenging for materials had led us to design our "green" creations. Recycling man and Compost Man hated us. They sued claiming encroachment on their business. They won, our empire fell apart as did G-man and I.
Glad lady was probably an investor/customer once. Attracted by the smell emanating from the bar knew she'd find G-man eventually.