"That is a fabulous idea," Wanda said enthusiastically. Sure enough when she stood she made a beeline for Tarzan whose name she learned was Michael and it was not too terribly long before she and Michael found the coat closet where Wanda proceeded to interrogate him thoroughly. Michael did not ultimately have any useful information, nor did Jonathan dressed like a Native American or Brett the scantily-clad vampire. Still, she wasn't ready to give up. There were several more waiters to waylay, after all.