[ EU ] Scooby Doo and the gang have stumbled upon a case which they are having a great deal of trouble solving . Hire a fictional detective/consultant from to help investigate the case .

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 Rain pelted my window and thunder crashed like Titans at play. It was a dark and stormy night when the dame walked into my office; followed by another dame, two jamooks, and their dog. I could already tell they were trouble. The first dame had the look down. Tall, leggy, and orange hair. It was weird, but oddly arousing. Trouble with legs. The other dame was a shorter book-type, complete with over-sized glasses. The jamooks could n't have been more opposite. One: blond jock in an ascot, the other: looked like they drug him out of a Chinese opium den. Why they had their dog with them, I'll never know. Huge thing, like they were feeding him steroids in his kibble. 
 
 `` School bus break down?'' I jokingly asked while I threw my size 12 oxfords up on the desk. 
 
 The ascot spoke first, `` We need your help Mr. Spade.'' 
 
 `` Oh, do you now?'' They obviously had n't come in just to get out of the rain. I noticed the druggy toss his pet bear a treat to keep him quiet. Darn beast had been whimpering something fierce on the way in. 
 
 `` We're detectives ourselves, you see,'' Ascot continued, `` and we've run into a problem we ca n't solve.'' 
 
 I scoffed at the idea of Junior Dicks, it amused me. Reaching into my desk drawer and past my revolver, I retrieved my pack of cigarettes and drew one out. I inhaled slowly as I ignited my lighter, then exhaled a plume of smoke. 
 
 The druggie coughed, `` Yoinks! Do n't you know smoking is bad for your health Mister?'' 
 
 `` So's a few ounces of lead, kid. So what's the issue?'' 
 
 They all launched into an overly animated explanation. In the process I learned their names: Legs was Daphne, Glasses was Velma, Ascot was Fred, Druggie was Shaggy, and the hound went by Scoob. I also learned they were *all* on drugs. Somehow they were dead convinced that the local amusement park was in danger of closing over... a ghost. 
 
 Sure, they explained to me their history of Mysteries. They told me it was always a guy in a rubber mask trying to get one over on the locals for a profit. But this one had them stumped. 
 
 `` So you came to me?'' I mulled it over the remains of my dying cigarette as they nodded in agreement. `` I normally work alone...'' I let my thought hang in the air, indecisively, like a dame deciding on her evening dress. 
 
 They stood there silently, waiting for my response. Maybe it was boredom. Maybe it was the way Legs looked in her purple skirt. Maybe I had heard some rumblings down at the docks about the Mr Figgus and the amusement park. `` Ok,'' I finally agreed, `` But it will cost *you* dinner.'' I winked at Legs. 
 
 They laughed like I was joking. I never joke. Pulling my revolver from the desk, I sent it to its other home beneath my arm. Their eyes widened at the sight of my pistol. 
 
 Glasses exclaimed, `` Jinkies!'' 
 
 `` Let's go see ghost about an amusement park, kiddos.'' And that was how the case of **the Deadly Shadow** began. 
 
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