Jealous Chris

Everyone tried to look for more clues, but they were not able to do so. So they left the room to where Uncle Tom was. Uncle Tom was currently on a table with a microphone in his hand.

"Guests, I'm extremely sorry to have shocked you," Uncle Tom said. "I'm sure that you were also confused on why there was a fog. However, this was only an event that we had set up. Tomorrow, in one of the VIP room, the lucky winner will be having dinner with our beloved chef Michael Woods. Furthermore, Mr. Woods will personally cook all the meals as well!"

The room was filled with gasps and murmuring. While they expected to see Michael Woods at least once, they didn't expect to have a chance to eat with him and eat dishes made by him personally as well.

"During the time of the fog, we have already picked the table of the lucky winner," Uncle Tom looked around the room and saw a couple sitting with expectant eyes. "The winner is that table of 2 with the couple! Yes, man with the red shirt and the woman with the blouse! You are the winners! Please come to the front and write out the food that you desire the most and the food that you are allergic to!"

The couple was jumping in ecstasy and they quickly went to the front where a waiter handed them 2 pieces of paper and pens.

"While they are writing, let me just say a quick message. Thank you to everyone who has come here at Gellagio Hotel. When I came up with the idea of a grand hotel, no one in my family would have faith in me. I spent everything I had in order to have a chance in buying the land here. To see all these faces eating happily here fills me with indescribable amount of joy. However, I could not have done this on my own. My partner Michael Woods was one of the people that tremendously helped me in terms of both funds and the recipes for the food being served. My general managers who are unfortunately still busy also helped me tremendously with operating the place. Finally of course, my staffs who were all there from beginning to end. Thank you to all of you guys and I am the luckiest man on this planet to have loyal friends and employees like you guys," Uncle Tom said with tears coming out of his eyes.

Some of the staff members standing by were wiping tears while others were clapping with the audience soon following. Even Daphne was tearing up using a purple handkerchief to wipe her tears.

When Uncle Tom calmed down and noticed that the couple gave them the paper, he started to speak once more.

"Well then, now that the lucky winners are done, let's have the famous Michael Woods, the chef responsible for the recipe of every single food here have a couple of words!"

Everyone clapped with some whistling and Michael took the microphone.

"Thank you Tom. Honestly, at first when I heard the ideas of the hotel, I was thinking he was crazy!" The audience chuckled. "I had my reasons for it too. The price of the land was enormous and rebuilding everything such as the water park, buffet, and the casinos would be gigantic. However, in the end, Tom is an old friend and I trust my friend so I decided to invest. Well I guess it paid off. I hope that you continue to enjoy the food and hope you have a great night!"

Everyone clapped and Michael passed the microphone to Uncle Tom.

"Well that is it. Thank you and have a wonderful night,"

Music that was stopped previously was brought back and people were now starting to eat once more.

Uncle Tom and Michael went back to the VIP room where the gang followed.

"Phew that was a nice call Tom," Michael said. "Well since you chose just 2 people to feed, it'll be alright on my part,"

"Well it's a great explanation and a great way for me to say I appreciate all of you guys so this whole situation wasn't the worst possible outcome. Although if we can just find Jacob, it'd be perfect," Uncle Tom said.

"Yeah, I hope we find him soon," Michael said. "Without him, even with my recipes, the buffet will end up a disaster until we hire someone that's just as competent and we don't usually find someone like him,"

"Mr. Rogers," Fred said.

"Don't be so formal with me. Just call me Uncle Tom like Shaggy does," Uncle Tom said with a smile.

"Well, we found this while we were searching," Fred said.

"What is it?" Uncle Tom asked.

"It's glycerin and distilled water," Daphne said. "It's what created the smoke. As long as you follow certain steps, with a couple of these, you can easily fill up the whole room,"

"We're guessing that the whole buffet was also filled with these little homemade apparatuses," Velma said.

"Well oh my," Uncle Tom said. "Who could've thought that this little thing can create so much fog,"

"Well to be fair, there were 6 of them in the room so there must have been at least 30 of them hiding in the buffet room to fill the entire thing," Chris said.

"Alright, I'll look into this. Thank you for finding such an important clue," Uncle Tom said. He then left the room. Michael then walked to Velma.

"Alright Velma, I'm going to rest up. This whole spirit thing was a fiasco. See you tomorrow at the cafe. 11 o' clock," Michael said with a dazzling smile.

Velma blushed and looked meekly at him.

"Ok, at 11," Velma said timidly.

"Michael winked and left the room.

Daphne then walked towards Velma and grabbed her hand.

"Kyaaaaaaaaa! You're going on a date with Michael!" Daphne said while jumping up and down.

"Yeah! I'm so happy right now! You have to help me with everything," Velma said. "I need to look my best!"

"Alright! We're going through everything we brought!" Daphne said.

Fred went to Chris who looked dejected. He tapped his shoulder.

"I'm sorry," Fred said. However, inside, he was happy that Michael didn't go for Daphne who was usually the one being hit on.

"Whatever," Chris said as he left the VIP room and slammed the door.

"What's with him?" Velma asked.

Fred looked at her and sighed. He then left the room as well. Velma looked at Shaggy and Scooby who both shrugged.

"What's going on?" Velma asked.