Ziggy's brought his special clutching beanie with him, the one reserved for financial uncertainty and rejection. Today he's either gone into some kind of back-alley tax advisement center, or preparing to go into tax asylum before entering the Witness Protection Program, perhaps as a direct result of the suspicious poison luggage a couple of days back.
Wait. . . is there a possibility that this is Ziggy's father? Remember what I said about the entertainment value of behind-the-scenes speculation.
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