Victor Zsasz is accustomed to many things: pain, loss, guns, knives, violence, and loyalty. After being loyal to Falcone for years, he finds himself loyal to Penguin in a odd touch of fate. He watched Oswald change from a sniveling umbrella boy to The Penguin. To repay his loyalty, the Riddler pushes him to Oscar, a sweet pastry chief with dimples for days. Are they truly the match Edward assumes? Can Oscar truly be what Victor Zsasz needs?