He was fed up that he saw diamonds every single day, but he never even got to have any.
New York City, New York
47th Street Diamond District
Plot: Diamonds draw in the gang to a sparkly mystery, and hold
sasquatch on that pizza.
Stephen DeStefano's inking is far too dark on Joe Staton's pencils, and for some reason Paul Becton dispenses with the natural shading of the cast that habitually enhances their depth.
These lacks do not flaw a strong Scooby-Doo story by Bob Fingerman. He polishes the Scoob tradition of realism: no such thing as the supernatural, criminals are not geniuses but usually losers and money is the most common motive. Mr. Fingerman captures the facets of the gang, and even provides a plausible reason or their being in the right place at the right time.