You seem to have focussed in on the important part. Follow the ice cream!
It had been weeks since I had a paying client, and I was thinking of giving up the private eye business and getting a real job. Then this oddball walked into my office -- backwards. Right away I suspected trouble. "A horse with no legs--eyes... hamburger---rice krispy--marshmallow candy/cakes!" He said. "I charge $100 a day, plus expenses," I told him. "What can I do for you?"
He continued to face away from me. Then I noticed the smiley face painted on the rear-end of his trousers. Alarm bells started going off in my head. Something was definitely wrong with this guy.
"Don't expect everyone to think--communicate at your level!" he muttered.