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Dear Sir or Madam,

Annabelle Anastasio and Benjamin Grover Freeling invite you

to an evening of drinks, dinner, and dancing.

Events will commence Friday at half past six in the atrium.

Dress code formal, or whatever you died in.

Come for friendship. Stay for...

"A life-changing surprise?" Well, that's never good.

So, am I gonna see you at Ben's thing?

I just thought if I'm going and you're going...

Look, forget I said anything.

I... I've got a thing to stab, so I... I'm gonna go.

Candles!

Why are you like this?

Yeah, I'm going.

Are you invited to this Ben and Annabelle party thing?

Absolutely! Why do you think I'm swapping clothes with Grady?

I don't need to know.

Ghosts are stuck in the clothes they died in,

but we can swap with ghosts who died on the same day as us,

which for me is Grady

or a guy who died in boxers.

Agh, dang it, Grady! You said you died May 3rd.

I didn't even know they were still dating. I guess I hoped it was just a phase,

since he's a teenager and she's a ghost from the 1920s.

But young at heart, emotionally.

- Do you know what Ben's surprise is? - Maybe that he has plans Saturday night.

No, that was mean. Uh, don't tell him I said that.

I'm worried it's something weird and permanent.

He'd need my permission to get a tattoo?

Agh! You said this was the good china!

It is! It's also the evil china.

This fork likes me.

Ben, what's this party?

Oh, Annabelle said we don't go out enough, and I said she literally can't,

so she said I always do this, and I said, "Do what?" And--

He's recreating Annabelle's last dinner party.

Only better because she won't be murdered at this one.

- Then what's the point? - Also, he's paying us to be waiters.

I mostly meant what's the surprise?

You'll have to attend and see. Joel's coming, right?

Why would Joel come?

You haven't invited him yet? Mom, we gave you a plus one.

Aw, why didn't I get a plus one?

Annabelle wants to set you up with a friend.

Serving platter got out!

What's going on with Joel? I haven't seen that guy since--

A mass killer tried to murder him and he found out ghosts were real?

Fun night.

We tried to meet up again, but he was busy with his copy store,

then I was busy with ooze.

- I just think it wasn't meant to be. - Says the lady not letting it be.

Grady has my belt.

It's going for the back door!

Abaddon!

Well, I guess we won't be serving anything family-style--

Abaddon? What is that?

Oh, this? Basilisk eye.

You hunted the basilisk without me?

- You were at school. - So what?

We've been tracking it for months!

We agreed to kill it together and split the eyes.

Yes, but then I got bored.

- You are unbelievable, man! - Why are you shouting at me?

Because we're fighting!

I see.

Then so be it.

You'll be coughing up pebbles for a few days.

Thank you.

...not the ghost I was before.

Wow, this is actually fancy.

And everyone's here.

Friedrich the psychologist, Esther's living friend Heather,

1930s high society member Emily Ghost.

Ugh, it seems some people didn't read the dress code on the invitation.

We didn't all die in evening wear.

My sister is more elegant in a potato sack than you are in a ball gown, Emily!

Well, I never...

'Sup, boss? Boss? This is weird, right?

Mom, Uncle Nathan, welcome. I believe you know my ghost best friend, Randy.

Katherine, those aerobics? Paying off.

Thank you, Randy. Ben.

Oh, hang on, Mom. Excuse me? Excuse me?

Wow, thank you for coming.

Please give a round of applause to the lady of the hour,

my girlfriend, and your ghostess, Annabelle.

Oh... Stop.

Ben, you're just standing there? Our guests have no drinks to look at.

I know. Esther and Abaddon are my waiters, but they didn't show up.

This is why you don't hire family.

I knew you couldn't do this. I'm trapped in this stupid...

Where were we? Uh, that's right. Randy was complimenting Mom's body.

- Just getting started. - Bye, Randy.

Everything good with Annabelle, bud?

Ah, things have been tense lately.

Annabelle doesn't like when I leave the hotel,

and I don't like when she punches through my heart.

Normal couple stuff.

- It's not. Ben-- - Everything's great!

Annabelle just wants to take our relationship to the next level,

which is why all will be forgiven once she sees my big surprise. Wink, wink.

Wait. The big surprise is something for Annabelle?

- And why not just wink? - I can't wink.

- Ben, I need to know about the big-- - Surprise!

Joel?

Th... The meatballs, I mean.

I'm not the surprise since you know about me.

- Ben hand-delivered my invitation. - Did he?

Joel, pretend handshake!

Ben, why is Joel here?

I told you he was coming.

I told you Paul was her date!

My mini quiches!

We'll just make the best of it.

Nathan, ready to meet your date?

That depends. Is she ready to meet the life of the party?

If... If the answer is no, I can tone it down.

So... how you been?

Mm, pretty good, considering now I know ghosts and monsters are real.

Oh, I bought mace for my keychain.

- Cool. - Ben!

I'll be right back.

I'll be here, girlfriend.

Uh, I... I mean that in a friendly way, not a literal way.

But maybe someday!

Oh! Uh, hi. I'm Joel.

And I'm the guy who's gonna be watching you all night,

waiting for you to slip up,

waiting to jump in

and be what she really needs.

Abaddon?

I got your note.

Listen, if this is about the basilisk eye, I don't even want it anymore.

Esther. Come with me.

- Where are we going? - The old mines beneath the hotel.

Ancient men were driven mad pulling cursed ore from the soil.

I come down here to scamper.

Follow me.

Seriously, what did you want to show me?

If it's another dead giant, I don't care.

- Abaddon? - This way!

Where are you?

Just ahead. You're almost there.

Almost where?

Almost there.

So, who's the lucky gal who gets to sit with this even luckier guy?

She's right here.

Gert, this is Nathan.

Nathan, this is my oldest, quietest friend, Gert.

Hello, Gert. I've never gone on a date with a bush.

Guess it's time I, uh, branch out.

Uh, can she hear me?

Oh! Gert isn't a bush. She's inside the bush.

Gert?

Gert!

Nice to meet you, Gert. And might I say, what a short name.

Seriously, can she hear me?

Gert is a wonderful listener.

She lived at the Undervale back when it was an insane asylum.

My husband said I suffered from female madness.

Well, good on you for getting help.

Oh, hi, Heather.

Hey. Do you know where Esther is?

She invited me, and now she isn't answering my texts.

- I haven't seen her. I have to find Ben. - Can I come? That guy keeps waving.

Sure.

Uh, need help with anything?

Uh, okay, see you in a bit.

Oof, this is a fire hazard.

- Candles, candles, candles! - Oh, sorry.

- Geez. - Ben, we need to talk.

I'm sorry I invited Joel, but I was worried you wouldn't.

Then we'd have an odd number of guests,

Annabelle'd say the party was unlucky and yell at me.

Yeah, about Annabelle,

I wanna make sure that this surprise isn't something you'll regret.

You already seem to fight a lot.

Annabelle says that's my fault. Carry this?

Seriously, Ben, I don't want you getting a tattoo for her,

or a piercing, or to start dressing up like you're from the 1920s.

- You'll be doing your bully's job for him. - Working at his dad's law firm?

- What? - What?

Just give me a hint about this big surprise.

Well, let's just say it's a lifelong commitment

that costs three months' allowance. Wink.

It sounds like he's talking about an engagement ring.

I know what it sounds like, Heather.

You're back.

Uh, real quick, does that ghost hate everyone, or just me?

Stabby Paul? He's harmless.

Now that he's dead. Just ignore him.

Right, very cool.

It's just he seems to have a thing for you and thinks I'm getting in the way, and I--

Nathan, we've got a big problem.

I know. My date is really hard to connect with.

That's not a big problem.

Katherine, uh, should I still be ignoring him?

I'm just looking for what she sees in you.

We need to shut this down.

Dinner time.

Enough with the bell!

Wow, this is nice.

Thank you. It was a lot of work.

Mostly for me, as the host who can touch things.

But not the host with taste. Right, Joel?

I... I can see you're using me as a pawn in something, and I'd rather not.

Let me ask you a question.

What's a reasonable time for a guy to be allowed to go to sleep on a school night?

- I need to say something. - Same. Gert hasn't said a word.

You're not worried your nephew is about to propose to a ghost and ruin his life?

- Did he say that's what he's doing? - I'll tell him I forbid it.

Whoa, nuh-uh, no way, Kathay!

Ben may be a weird teen, but he's still a teen.

Telling him he can't do something will just make him want it more.

Like when Mom and Dad said I couldn't get a motorcycle.

- But you didn't get a motorcycle. - Ha, ha! I did.

I crashed it on the way home and told y'all I broke my leg on an escalator.

Can everyone find their seat?

Welcome to my dinner party.

Our dinner party.

Ben, I swear to God!

Eighty-eight years ago, I left the party early.

Tonight, I'm back.

The menu's the same as that fateful night in 1937,

but this time, I won't be strangled before dessert.

Ben, what is that mound of meat?

Oh. I brought my famous meatballs.

So sweet. No outside food. Ben.

If it makes you feel better, we won't be eating any of this food.

- Wait. We won't? - Why would you eat when we can't?

It's cool. I had a banana before I came.

Elbows off the table, dear.

Hmph!

We will be feasting with our eyes. Enjoy.

You know what might be good to look at with that bread? A nice soup.

I like soup... if it's plain.

Plain soup. Hm.

Gert, you got it.

Ben, why is there only one basket of rolls?

Does it matter? It's not like you can eat it.

I can't believe you would say that!

No, Belle-Belle! I didn't mean it!

I have to stop Ben from proposing without telling him he can't.

Proposing? He's too young for that.

The age is irrelevant.

Marriage is about a man making his mother jealous.

- Have you tried honest conversation? - We need realistic ideas.

You gotta get in his head. Make him think breaking up is his idea.

See, that's a good idea.

- Or threaten to stab him. - Less good.

My mom stabbed me once.

So did mine.

Shayna.

Paul.

Still Joel.

Sorry, everyone.

Let's not let one careless oversight ruin the night.

At my last party, we were graced by the Tommy Dorsey!

Ben assures me he's found entertainment to match.

What up, bozos?

Wow, I got Randy? But he's so busy.

Who wants to hear some very specific impressions?

Abaddon, a little help?

I've lived a billion lifetimes for you, Esther.

And I'd have lived a billion more.

We could have conquered this world and the three beneath it,

subjugating the weak and the strong alike.

But now it will never be.

Hang on.

Did you lure me into this pit on purpose?

Oh, I may have lured, but you chose our path.

And now you shall fall to the same fate as my other enemies,

the Mothwoman, four birds, Lieutenant George Tremaine,

and that door that pinched my finger.

Goodbye, Esther.

We'll always have that bug we found that ate all the other bugs.

It's no use! My pit is inescapable!

Okay, see you later.

Get back here!

Plain soup. Plain soup.

Chunky chicken noodle. Beef with everything.

Extra hearty minestrone? Okay, work with me, pantry!

Thank you. Thank you.

That was Katherine's sleeping face.

Next, my impression of Katherine pretending to scratch her lip

so she can pick her nose.

Take a break, Randy!

This was the best entertainment you could find?

Well, this hotel isn't exactly where talent goes to die.

Aside from you, obviously.

So, how'd you two meet?

It was when you were robbing Annabelle's grave, right, Ben?

That was Esther's plan. Uh, funny story.

Oh, you think robbing my grave's funny?

I mean, not laugh out loud. But...

Still, most couples don't get past a bad first date.

What about us? We got past being attacked by a murderer.

I've already apologized.

Trying to rob your grave was a huge mistake.

Speaking of mistakes, mine was getting married too young.

Oh, if I could go back in time, I'd tell myself,

"Do not get married until you've grown up and become your own person."

"There's plenty of fish in the sea."

And when you find the right fish, you know.

Sometimes, but not always.

I've suddenly lost my appetite to look at food. Hm!

Ben, I know you think Annabelle is your future now,

but there's so much more ahead of you. Right, Shayna?

I better go after Annabelle.

She really hates if I wait too long to chase her after she storms off.

Do, uh, you wanna get out of here?

I feel like everyone's in a fight that I don't understand.

Joel, I'm so sorry, but I need to stay

to make sure Ben doesn't do something stupid.

He might be proposing right now.

- Maybe later we can grab a pizza! - Great idea! Order pizza!

Joel, I need your help making a very light broth. Unless you're busy.

Nope, let's go.

Do you guys know Esther?

Monster dice? Really?

Yah!

Ha!

We... need... to... talk about this!

You will never catch me down here, Esther.

I could run these passages for a thousand years with my eyes closed

and never once take a wrong...

My sock is really wet, so...

Why are you trying to kill me?

- Because you're trying to kill me! - No, I'm not!

- But you said we're fighting! - That doesn't even make...

Wait, have you killed every friend you've ever fought with?

No!

One time a horse got away.

Abaddon, friends fight. That doesn't mean they have to kill each other.

Yes, I know all about scarecrowing. It's too much work.

I mean they can apologize.

Meaning you can say you're sorry.

And then I'll forgive you.

Hm. Seems weird.

This tunnel is new.

New? You said ancient men dug these tunnels.

Men used the tunnels. Something else did the digging.

Take that!

No, smaller.

No, smaller.

Smaller.

- But-- - No.

- Smaller. - You're not even gonna taste it.

That's the point, Joel!

Ben?

- Annabelle? - There you are. What are you doing?

Annabelle goes in the walls when she's mad at me

until I beg enough that she believes I'm sorry.

- Ben, you can't do your surprise. - What surprise?

Belle-Belle! You stormed back!

I remembered more things I wanted to yell about. What surprise?

Ben, you're not ready for this level of commitment.

- You know what the surprise is? - It's obvious.

And a bad idea.

It's not like I can return it now.

Annabelle Anastasio...

...will you do me the honor

of raising a turtle with me?

- Huh? - Ben, what is this?

A gift to live as long as our love, so even when I go away to college,

you'll have a part of me with you.

Will you all excuse me?

I'm afraid I have to storm out a second time.

Annabelle, wait!

Gert's soup!

Annabelle!

I'm gonna go home.

Joel...

Roast time!

Y'all ever notice that Katherine can't hold down a hotel,

or a man?

Ho, ho, ho!

I used all my magic on you!

Magic doesn't work on the Ceaseless Maw!

It's an insatiable beast that refuses to let me ride it!

In here!

Looks like it's going to kill me before you can.

Hm.

Oh, come on.

I'm

sorry.

I forgive you.

If you want the eye, I will share it with you until we get eaten.

Wait. You still have the eye?

It doesn't matter. Magic doesn't work on the Maw.

It's not for the Maw.

- It's so clear. - Yeah.

It was basically warm water with a tiny bit of carrot.

Huh.

Well, goodbye.

Goodbye? But I made soup.

While you were gone half the night, I met someone else.

Candles!

A turtle? Seriously?

Belle-Belle, just come down.

Joel, wait.

- Oh, I didn't think you'd stop. - I don't get it, Katherine.

All night, you've been ignoring me and talking about how relationships are bad.

Why'd you even invite me?

I didn't invite you. Ben did.

So you didn't want me here?

No, no, no. I did. I... I do. It's just--

Bad news, the turtle choked on some bread and died.

Good news, I have a ghost turtle!

This is my life.

Dead turtles and being worried my son is gonna propose to a ghost.

I didn't know if you could handle that.

You thought I was gonna propose to Annabelle?

That makes two of us.

Three. Lock that down, bro.

Is Esther even home tonight?

Guys, I can't get married. I just got out of my preteens.

So? Just because I'm here forever doesn't mean you can waste my time.

Waste your time?

I threw you a dinner party where no one can eat!

I tried a spell to bring you back from the dead

that needed way more of my blood than you said it would.

I watched your terrible silent movie nine times!

I can't believe I was gonna let you poison yourself tonight.

- Wait, what? - Yeah, what?

That's right. We both had surprises planned.

The attic strangler told me where he hid a vial of poison.

I was going to make you drink it so you could be a ghost

and we could be together forever.

But now, I'm not so sure.

- Oh my God. - Why would a strangler have poison?

- Ben, you cannot-- - Are you insane?

Does anyone else hear rumbling?

- Esther? - Hey, Mom.

Esther!

It's hero time.

Right. I'm a ghost.

Still, points for bravery.

- Esther! - Ben, no!

Wow, that's good mace.

I'm hungry and not in the mood!

Pizza delivery.

Whoa, you guys party hard!

Hey, aren't you that water delivery guy who overshares personal problems?

Because you've only seen me delivering water,

I can't deliver pizza too?

Maybe I need two jobs because I'm single now.

Not legally, but my wife kicked me out of the bed so her boyfriend can--

- Thank you! - No, I get it.

I'm just a delivery guy to you,

not a human being going through something new and scary.

When you tip through the website, I don't see a dime.

- Enjoy your pizza. - Hey, Esther.

Heather, can I have a minute? But thank you for coming.

Ben, you're alive!

- We need to break up. - What?

I thought I wanted us to be ghosts together.

But when I saw that thing almost kill you, all I could think was,

"Please don't let him die."

Honestly, I didn't wanna die either.

Bye, Ben. Maybe in another death.

Oh my God.

I'm single again.

This party is just getting started.

- Heather, dance with me. - No, thanks.

Hey, a missed shot still means the gun is working.

Joel, that was amazing.

I was wrong about what I said about relationships.

They can be good. Right, Shayna?

Oh, I dumped Paul. He's way too clingy.

I'm gonna go cry in my car and then in my house.

Okay. Call me?

Bye, Joel.

I'll say it. Pretty good party.

Are you okay?

I'm better than okay, the one they call Heather.

I'm as innocent as a demonling,

fresh from the mired tars of the boiling sea,

my eternal damnation begun anew.

- Cool. - I taught Abaddon about forgiveness.

The power to erase any wrong. It is a weapon stronger than any blade.

Aw, it really is.

That's just down there now, huh?

Don't worry. He won't come back while Randy's here.

What do you know? It's coming back.