You can expect a different murder roughly every six months at Mysteriously Yours, investigated by the likes of Hercule Poirot, Miss Marple or Sherlock Holmes. When we visited, the lieutenant in charge was bearing an unmistakable resemblance to Colombo. We were in the midst of the Godfather's retirement party. A nervous black-eyed man asked my wide-eyed son if he had seen a little plastic bag somewhere while the Godfather welcomed "dear friends" at the next table. A pink satin-clad woman was kissing an "old boyfriend" she had just recognized. Actors go out of their way to interact with the audience. The more you play along, the funnier it gets. Some of us got to play a small staged part in the play. My 10-year old kid was turned into a mobster offering condolences to the Godfather, cigar in mouth. It was a riot!
