The kid - the advisor who’d told him to expand - was Barney’s son, Raoul Dorcus.

“I’d been grooming him to take over the business. Groomin’ him day and night. Combing his hair, picking nits outta his scalp, puttin’ that peach-colored salve on his neck boils, you name it. The kid was my hope for the future, you know? And he had ideas. He was young; he close to the kids; he knew what was goin’ on. I’m an old man, what do I know? So comes time to give him the business, I do it, and get out of the way.”

Raoul - shown here modeling one of his own creations, the drawn-on suit - had his own ideas about clothing, and the direction the company should go. As soon as he had assumed control of the company, he began what some jokingly called "the Reign of Terror, Death, Misery and Plaid." Raoul fired most of his father's associates and advisors, bringing in a new group of designers determined to inflict as much plaid on the nation as possible.

The result - and the scandal that followed - would nearly sink the Dorcus firm.