Joe Jupiter, Space Private Eye is on the case... or at least he would be if anyone would hire him. Work is a little thin for the crew of the Regal Beagle, but a roving rival of Professor Frontbottom contacts them sniffing out their services. Now they're hot on the trail of a mystical breakfast pastry that could bring them untold wealth or ruin to the galaxy. However, there's something about the dogged determination of the Professor's colleague that seems...spotty.