The mystery had finally been solved, and the gang was relaxing at their favorite diner.

Velma adjusted her glasses and noticed Shaggy staring longingly at the last Scooby Snack on the table.

"You're really thinking about that snack, aren't you?" she asked with a smile.

"Like, absolutely," Shaggy replied. "It's been a long day."

Velma picked up the treat and held it just out of reach. "What if I asked for something in return?"

Shaggy raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

Her confident expression softened. "Maybe a real date. Just the two of us. No ghosts, no mysteries, no running from monsters."

Shaggy blinked in surprise.

"And if the evening goes well," Velma continued, "maybe we can see where things lead."

A grin spread across Shaggy's face. "Like, that's a deal I'd happily make."

She handed him the Scooby Snack, and he accepted it with a laugh.

As they walked out together, Shaggy focused on a different type of snack. For once, the prize was something he didn't mind chasing.