Scooping legacy media, Tom and Scott vividly describe a birthday dinner for 10 in Chinatown's best restaurant that was completely ignored by the press. The event, managed ably by Tom's fiancee Sandy, is likened to a festive scene in a Bob Hope-Bing Crosby road picture. But that reference raises a dark question: what if, as in those old films from Hollywood's "golden age", we were actually being fattened to be eaten by cannibals? The truth is wonderfully reassuring.