I was having the cutest mental images about Dirk Gently dragging Todd
out of the apartment after they hear an ice-cream truck driving slowly
down the street playing a terrible tinny version of Greensleeves.
But then I remembered the Brooklyn 99 episode where Jake’s being held hostage in an ice-cream truck and figured that Dirk would be exactly the kind of person who’d stumble upon the only
ice-cream truck in all of Seatte that serves as a mobile front for a
sect of ancient Gregorians who end up kidnapping him because they
believe he can communicate with the spirit of Pope Gregory VII and
things are looking pretty dark until Farah kicks the door in while
Amanda goes to town on the front windshield with a baseball bat.
they’re sitting there as the police drive the monks away in several
armoured vans (and Estevez is giving them Looks™ of sheer discomfort) and Dirk’s
like wait, how did you find me?
And almost in unison the
mystery squad reply that he hadn’t done anything super annoying to them
for like five hours so they knew that something was wrong.
And Dirk’s sitting there like oh, that’s very insulting but also dead-on.
“I’ll be honest, it doesn’t look great, Todd. Late to work, late getting to the penthouse, no key… It all seems very, you know…” “Confluent.” “Yeah. Like a lot of little pieces adding up to me raising my eyebrows like…like that. See, I can’t do it. Only Zimmerfield can.” “Only Zimmerfield.”