Meanwhile, Scooby continued his investigation, blithely strolling around as though having a Great Dane loose on deck was the most natural thing in the world!  And followed his nose (and stomach) to a tiny office in the rear of the workshop, where a comically stout, bald little man in a cheap suit was enjoying a hot pastrami dip sandwich.  His enjoyment was cut short by the sudden presence of a salivating dog that padded into the office, sniffling about and eying the mountain of pastrami with clear envy even as it snuffled around some paperwork.<br/><br/>"Uh, hello there, boy," the man offered, wondering what in blazes this Very Large Dog was doing back here and even more curious when Scooby gently closed his teeth on a binder in the recycle bin and trotted back out again with last year's general roster clutched in his jaws.<br/><br/>A few minutes later, he emerged from the door and blithely trotted out through the front of the store, brushing Velma on his way past, determined to remind her of his sacrifice later!  This had to be worth a whole box of Scooby Snacks, at least.