Halfway there, you run into Eva's business partner, Becky.
"Halt!" she says upon seeing you and the captive Eva. "As vice-president-in-charge-of-fries at Fries & Fro's, I demand to know why you are holding the vice-president-in-charge-of-fro's in captivity."
"Lay off, Becky. Your partner here is harboring the stolen property of one Milton J. Papmagaritus."
"And what allegedly-stolen property are you alleging that she stole?"
"Only this," you say, thrusting forth the penis in question.
Becky gasps.
"Well," she says, composing herself. "That is considerable evidence. ...You may pass."
You continue on to the back enterance of the Sharon House of Pizza.
You are about to knock on the back door of the restaurant when it suddenly flies open, smacking you right in the face, knocking you flat on your ass.
You feel very woozy as the world spins around you.
You see a burly man with a burly white beard. He looks familiar, although you don't really recognize him. But as he reaches down toward you, you recall the descriptions little Milty would sometimes give of his mysterious father, Papa Papamagaritus.
As he grasps you, your grasp on consciousness slips, and you pass out.
When you come-to, you are very cold. And naked.
You look around and find that you are in some sort of meat locker.
Outside the door, you can overhear some loud foreign conversations taking place, but they're all Greek to you.