Toodles woke up feeling very depressed; hardly surprising since her latest boyfriend was found dead along the Cross-Bronx Expressway, all along the expressway. There were still bits of him the police hadn't found yet. They had been her favorite bits too. Toodles got up and locked Kadinisky in the closet. This was very difficult as Picasso and Matisse were just crawling to get out, so she put them down with a bullwhip, the miserable creatures. Rainbow, Toodles' friend, came over later in the afternoon and noticed she was out of sorts, being dressed in nothing but shaving cream. "I feel so funky." Toodles told Rainbow, so Rainbow tried to amuse her by dropping pennies on the heads of pedestrians and shouting rude tongue twisters. Toodles and Rainbow shortly thereafter elected to go and find a friendly game of spin-the-chicken; a new fad that had lately hit town and had the animal rights activists blowing up bus stations in retaliation. Toodles and Rainbow started to paint the town red but they quickly ran out of that color, so the city wound up a kind of particolor with green neon speckles. Rainbow was whitewashed, there's poetic irony for you. The two were never arrested, however, even though the rooster pressed charges for the plucking he got. High officials had been bribed and raped and after the kamikaze monkeys jumped out of the airplanes in defense of the president, nobody very much cared anyway.