After finishing their dinner at the Golden Pagoda, Tex and Chelsee walk outside. Earlier, in the restaraunt, they had come to the decision that they are, at the moment, two good friends that happen to be attracted to each other.

"Extremely attracted," as Tex puts it.

As they come out of the restaraunt, Chelsee brings up the subject again, as Tex puts a cigarette in his mouth. Chelsee turns to him and says: "I have something better for you to do with your mouth." And the moment Tex fans (and Tex himself) have been waiting for for years finally comes to pass:

But this wonderful moment is interrupted when Tex realizes his speeder has been stolen! Walking to where the car used to be, he sits down on the ground as Chelsee consoles him, and tries to come up with a plan as to what to do.

Then, as they are discussing the fact that Tex has let his insuracnce policy expire, another speeder lands in front of them, and the door opens. The man inside asks if Tex and Chelsee are saving the parking spot. Chelsee tells him that their speeder was stolen, and the man offers to give them a ride to the "cop shop."

Tex refuses, saying that they'll walk, but Chelsee tries to convince him that the guy's just trying to do them a favor. And then Tex says something strange:

"Chelsee, I'm gettin' a really bad feeling about this. It's like some sort of deja vu or something."

But Chelsee, telling Tex not to be stubborn, accepts the man's offer, and they get in his speeder.

Now things seem terribly wrong, and Tex remembers the twenty-fourth rule from the P.I. rule-book he used to carry: Don't take rides from strangers.

Up in the front seat, the stranger introduces himself to Chelsee as "Dalton." Tex leans forward, and tells Chelsee he still doesn't think this is a good idea.

"What do you want me to do about it?" she asks.

"Now that we're fifty feet off the ground, I don't know!" Tex says, and slumps back in his seat.

Dalton asks Chelsee, "Who's your mate?"

"Oh, that's Tex. He's having a very bad day."

"That true, Tex?" Dalton asks, looking at the back seat in the rear view mirror.

"Oh, no, everthing's just goin' peachy." Tex snarls.

"Well," Dalton says, "things could get worser.

The word "worser" makes Tex start. Suddenly, Dalton throws his hat aside, which he's been carrying on his lap, pulls out a gun, and proceeds to shoot Chelsee in the neck! He then turns and shoots Tex!!