After several hours of having no alcohol, Cousin Pete's mind starts to pick up. He remembers what he ate last night for supper. He almost vomits. Tofu pancakes. Yeeeee-uck. After furiously scrubbing out his mouth with his old sock to ensure proper cleansliness, he smells something putrid. After marching around town for an hour investigating, he discovers the culprit: Cousin Pete. After a quick beating of the accused, Cousin Pete realises there is something he can do: take a bath. He runs over to Mee-mee's pastry shop, runs in, orders 5 cappucinos, 10 cream 20 sugar, steals some soap (or cookie doe... same thing) and runs to the bathroom and scrubs himself off, clothes and all. in the sink. All shiny (to him) and soaking wet, and takes his caffeine and strolls away to stain his teeth, happy that he was now a very intelligent man (to his understanding), and vowed to buy a new set of underclothes as son as possible.