Michael: There were blue hand prints on them?
Tobias: Yes, and I swear to you they weren't...
Michael: Yours. No, I know. It all points to Dad. Dad's in Reno, Kitty's in Reno Dad's in Kitty. He must be a Blue Man. I'm gonna go check out the theater.
Tobias: Okay. I'll meet you there. I just have to break down the salad bar and set up the leather pony.
Michael: What's the leather pony?
Tobias: I don't know. We don't have that at lunch.