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Put the heaters away, boys.

This guy's a scientist, not a soldier.

Now, toss the place and find it.

Before der Fuhrer beats us to it.

I guess the saying is true.

Those who don't learn from history

are doomed to repeat it.

Actually, the original quote is from George Santayana,

who said, "Those who do not remember the past

are condemned to repeat it."

Not that it really matters.

It's good to have you back, Landon.

But the monsters are back, too.

Yeah, I always miss the good ones.

Like, first there was the mummy, and then, and then a minotaur,

and now a leprechaun?

What did it want?

We believe Malivore sent it

to retrieve the Ascendant.

Makes sense.

Malivore can't meatsuit me if he's stuck in a prison world,

so of course he wants a way out.

That's not happening on my watch.

Our watch.

Landon's safe.

But the rest of us... not so much.

It's like you said, history repeating itself,

doom... whatever.

With the Ascendant destroyed,

the monsters may be after Landon now.

So let's focus.

After the leprechaun came the Ferryman,

which Cleo summoned to bring you back home.

Which is why I nominate Cleo for the Super Squad.

More like nominate yourself into her pants.

All in favor?

We're not exactly on great terms,

but she brought Landon back to me,

so she has my vote.

Well, that's a majority. Motion passes.

Is it? Where is everyone?

Like, Josie and MG and, and...

the rest of the students?

Well, we've been having some enrollment issues.

Yet another reason to get this monster problem all sorted out.

Well, if history has taught us anything,

it's that we need to find whatever portal they're coming

- out of and seal it up. - How?

By stepping in every puddle in town and seeing

if we wind up in an alternate hell dimension?

Well, I'm glad you asked, Elizabeth, because that's

your assignment today.

If Cleo can summon a monster,

it stands to reason she can summon another.

Perhaps a harmless one who will talk

and give us answers once we capture it.

Now, I expect you all to work together while I'm gone,

harmoniously.

Wait, where you going that's more important than this?

I'm going to see a supernatural scholar about another lead.

We will summon this monster when I get back.

Now, remember: harmoniously.

I can't even look at you right now.

I mean, what kind of mystery meat is that?

I'm gonna be honest. I'm not sure.

But whatever it takes to fit in

on my first day.

Good luck.

Mystic Falls is clique-ier than The Salvatore School,

which has actual factions.

Over there is where the jocks sit

with the mean girl cheerleaders.

Well, she doesn't look so mean to me.

Tori Thompson? Please.

The LARPers and comic book geeks sit over there.

It's probably more your speed.

Well, maybe at our last school, but here,

we can be as cool as we want to be.

How cool is that, exactly?

I see myself trying out for the football team...

...because Tori Thompson is totally into me.

Yeah, she just told her friend.

Knock it off. No vamp powers.

Relax, they don't even know.

Yeah, and we need to keep it that way

or my dad is going to yank us out of this school

so fast our heads are gonna spin.

Okay, he's probably lurking in the parking lot right now.

You're being paranoid.

Please, just try being human with me.

Okay, fine. No powers.

But if this place is so important to you,

why are we sitting here alone?

Mind if I join you guys?

Looks like there's plenty of room.

That'd be cool, right?

Yeah, sure.

I'm MG.

I remember, from that flag football game.

You transferred here, too?

Yeah.

And, um, speaking of football, I was thinking of trying out.

You got any pointers?

Uh, study hard instead. I just got cut.

I thought you were on my team.

And I am, because your dad said that we all need to

work together on this one.

Well, he's not here,

and I am not working with Hope Mikaelson.

Lizzie, the last time we went against Doc's plans,

a leprechaun nearly killed him with a necktie.

Maybe ponder that for a sec.

This is my pondering face, okay?

And that plan was still way better than the one

that Hope came up with, which could have sent Josie

to the dark side.

And at least I'm doing something

instead of moping around because MG left.

Okay, I can tell that you're in a bad mood,

so I'm gonna refrain from pointing out

your involvement in that, too.

Besides, MG's probably

just out somewhere taking a walk or something

to blow some steam off.

MG enrolled at Mystic Falls this morning.

He'll be staying with Josie in town.

Josie is his only friend there. He'll be back in no time. Okay?

I hope so.

Because, as your new bestie,

you mooning over his comic books

is a little creepy.

Yeah, this is research.

Oh, yes.

The adventures of trench coat guy and Tinker Bell.

First off, that's John Constantine,

and you damn well know it.

Second, that is a pixie.

A kinder, gentler version of a genie...

As if genies even exist.

...that trades wishes for favors.

So all we gotta do is a solid for one of 'em,

wish for them to close the portal as payback.

Our Malivore problem is done and dusted. Boom.

Oh, damn.

That's that little ponder face you were talking about.

What are you thinking?

It's classified.

I thought we were supposed

to be working with Lizzie and Kaleb.

What is that?

The note Lizzie left on the door to her room.

Hey, are you okay?

I mean, I've been picking up on some weird tension.

Never better.

I've got you back.

That's all that matters anyway.

I'm not sure Lizzie feels the same.

Yeah. I may have tried to guilt Josie

into taking her magic back

to open a door to save you,

but it didn't even happen, so I don't know why

Lizzie's so bent out of shape.

Well, how would you have felt if it had been me in danger

instead of Josie?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Whose side are you on?

Yours. Always.

I'm just saying

the reason you two are mad at each other is because

you're more alike than you think.

Take that back immediately.

You're both smart, powerful witches

who'd do just about anything for who or what you love.

I really hope you're wrong, because if you're right,

I think I know what Lizzie's about to do next.

I was unaware you jogged, Lizzie.

I'm, uh, more of a night runner.

It's normally so dark, in fact, that you can't even see me.

Well, I always sprint the last mile.

No pressure to keep up.

Wait!

And leave your mentor in the dust?

I'm here to officially welcome you--

Sculptress of Statuary, Slayer of Small Ones--

as a member-elect of the Super Squad.

Thank you... I think.

What is expected of me?

Merely one super-heroic event,

as approved by your Super Squad mentor.

Meaning you. Yes.

So lucky, right?

And I've already thought of just the thing.

And I bet I know what that is.

You were gonna summon a monster behind my back?

Please. Like you weren't planning on

doing the same thing.

And knowing you, you would have released

a Kraken with a Muppet allergy

that would have wiped out the rest of us.

Okay, unlike you,

I actually listened to your father,

so I was thinking cute, talking, harmless.

Well, why don't you share with the rest of the class?

Why don't we summon a cherub?

They're basically flying babies.

With bows and arrows.

Cupid was a total bloodbath.

Remember?

Um, he wasn't actually Cupid,

and shouldn't we just wait for Dr. Saltzman?

Stay out of this!

It doesn't matter who he was,

because pixies grant wishes.

Okay, so does a monkey's paw. How would that work out?

You'll see. Fire up that summoning spell.

I do not believe that will be necessary.

The monster is already here.

Oh, that is the cutest monster ever.

What is it? I don't know.

But I want one.

Did you summon that thing?

No.

We must be wary.

More like merry.

This thing could check all of our boxes.

Now, somebody, quick, throw a blanket over it

and we'll find out if it can talk.

Screw you.

How's that for talking?

Grab it.

Too slow. Too slow!

Are you sure it went this way?

Yes, Hope, I can hear it.

Are you two deaf and dumb?

Let's see if the thing is as fireproof as it is critical.

- No, don't. - See where these pipes lead?

Okey-dokey. Just dumb.

Regrettably, you're right.

We need a song of ice and not fire.

A quick Glae Solidatur

will freeze this little guy in his tracks.

We want to interrogate it, not kill it.

Remember? I'll just cast immobilus.

Oh, great, so it can drown in there.

Once again, Hope,

this is all your fault...

Yah!

- Smell you later, ladies... - Damn it.

Here. Let me help.

Like I've been saying all day,

I don't want your help.

I can't believe that you would push me in here.

I didn't. It was the monster.

You know what, Hope?

At least when I'm a bitch,

I own it.

Now, for the last time,

stay the hell out of my way.

People always get hurt when you don't.

I really appreciate your help.

Whatever you can do to identify that would be great.

Anything for an old pal.

Especially the one who helped me get this gig.

You deserve it.

How's, uh...

how's Emma?

Oh, we're solid.

Yeah. At least we will be

once she wraps up this semester in Shanghai.

Mac? Mm...

Do I even want to know why you're interested in this?

Well, we think Malivore opened up

another portal somehow.

Monsters started appearing

once Hope and I opened up that artifact,

and I just want to know if it's a coincidence

or a... you know, cause for concern.

I'll give you a call as soon as I have information.

Unless y-you'd prefer to stick around.

Why would I want to do that?

Because you could've sent me photos

of this thing, Rick, and called.

Your daughter goes here

and now so does MG.

So, like you said--

coincidence or cause for concern?

I wish I knew.

Josie came in contact with black magic.

Now, she checks out fine, but, you know,

black magic can be tricky.

I hate the idea of spying on her,

but, uh...

what do you have in mind?

I had a teacher call in sick this morning.

I need a substitute.

Well...

my human history's a... a little rusty, but...

Who said it was history class?

All right. Let's, um,

stretch the ham... hammies.

Paranoid, huh?

Your dad has questionable timing

and extremely questionable taste

in athletic apparel. But h-he's not...

A total spy?

That's fine. He can spy all he wants

if there's nothing for him to see.

So no using vamp speed or strength

to impress Tori-Crop-Top-Thompson

with your soccer skills.

Promise?

Stop looking.

It's really hard. Okay.

Stop looking.

Too short.

Too green.

Too Gimli.

You remembered.

That's a lawn ornament. This is pointless.

No, it's a process. There are literally

thousands of wee folk in mythology.

We just have to figure out what this one is.

It would go a lot faster if we could share notes with Lizzie.

Not an option.

Apparently, I'm hazardous to everyone's health.

Okay.

Radical idea, I know.

Have you thought about apologizing

to her for pressuring Josie?

I can't.

And not because I don't want to.

But because if you disappeared tomorrow,

I'd do it all over again.

Well, what brought me back was something you hadn't thought of.

And I bet if you and Lizzie had worked together,

you'd have found another way.

Yeah, but we didn't.

And I can't change the past.

Fair.

But you can change the present.

Starting with our current

adorable little monster...

Good morning, Stallions.

This is The Salvatore School Monster Warning Service.

There's yet another monster on the loose,

but more on that later.

Because the true threat to all our lives is Hope Mikaelson.

And not just 'cause she has scabies.

Gotta go easy on that arm.

Oh, that's right, I need to.

Unless you need a Band-Aid for that cut, QB None.

Oh, knock it off, Blake.

We can't all go 12 seasons

without taking a snap like you.

It's only been three.

Who am I to question your math?

Yeah, go ahead, bail.

Like you bailed on your family.

Worked out great.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Break it up, break it up.

Break it up, break it up. Break it up.

All right, everyone go take

a couple laps around the school. Go!

Not you.

Go pick up some of those cones

and cool off.

After you go pick that up.

Go on, move.

What was that about?

I don't know, you tell me.

I don't know. Everything's fine here.

Better than fine, actually. It's perfect.

Huh.

Well, it doesn't seem that way to me.

Ethan got cut from the football team

and he's messed up about it.

Holy crap.

How did you just move that fast?

I cannot believe you.

Scabies? Really?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

I was too busy washing the chlorine out of my hair.

Though I can't say I disagree with the spirit of the message.

Okay, let's do this.

I've saved you and this school over a dozen times.

And how many times have you put us all

in grave, life-threatening danger?

It's a wash, Hope.

And the truth is,

you're only there for us

when you need something.

Look, I'm not proud

of what I asked Josie to do, but let's be real:

you're the reason she went dark in the first place.

Ding, ding. Round over.

Everyone back to a neutral corner.

You two are not making any sense.

Okay. Butt out, new girl.

You have no idea how deep our history goes.

That is correct.

Which is why I am taking both of you at your word.

If Hope says

she did not push Lizzie into the pool,

then I believe her.

And if Lizzie

swears she did not make that announcement,

then I believe her, too.

But we heard her voice.

Perhaps we should focus

on that fact.

And an explanation for it that does not require

either of you to be wrong.

The monster.

Sounds like I'm here right on time.

Critter was just in Doc's office.

God, you will do anything

to suck up to Cleo.

Killing monsters does not impress me.

No, he didn't kill it.

It's molting.

What kind of creature does that?

Butterflies?

Frogs?

Gremlins.

Oh, it is definitely a gremlin.

Oh, awesome.

Finally.

I mean, I mean...

I don't get it.

How does something so cute

become this?

Duh. Feeding them after midnight.

Oh, come on. You've never seen...

Disrespect.

Says it right here, nerd.

That's what gremlins feed on.

Okay, well, then the movie--

which you all still should have seen--

obviously took some artistic license.

Perhaps it is pitting the two of you against one another.

Great.

We've been feeding it an all-you-can-eat buffet.

The stronger it gets, the more dangerous it is.

For Landon, right?

Wait, that's it.

If we want to trap this thing,

we have the perfect bait.

Do not look at my boyfriend like he's a piece of cheese.

We are not...

Using me as bait

is a great idea.

I mean,

if Malivore wants me, like always,

then the gremlin has no choice but to come for me, right?

And we'll be waiting when it does.

Look, the only way this goes wrong

is if you two can't work together.

It's all up to you two.

This isn't about us, MG.

It's about what's best for Ethan.

Is it?

Or is it more like keeping our secrets safe at his expense?

Burdening Ethan with it

won't end well, either. Dad's right.

We can't risk it.

No offense,

Jo. But what are you really worried about risking?

Do I get a vote?

Well, this isn't a democracy.

But we can hear what you have to say.

I think it's really cool that MG has superpowers, because...

...I'd be dead without them.

And I understand why you'd want

to keep that a secret.

And I'm happy to keep it.

Yes, I believe you.

But I made your mother a promise

that I'd look after you and keep you safe.

MG?

Please compel him.

That's my decision.

Compel me to do what?

There's no reason to be scared.

You had a bad day.

You got cut from the football team

and you're mad about it,

so you went home after gym class.

But you're gonna wake up tomorrow feeling better.

And you're gonna find what makes you happy

that's not football,

then go after it.

But you're not going to remember this conversation

or anything that happened with us today.

I feel better already.

I don't remember a thing.

So you don't remember the thing you're not supposed to remember?

Is there any possibility

that you told his mom about vervain?

Yeah. Son of a bitch.

This is quite intense.

At least the dude's little.

Minotaurs, gargoyles,

Headless Horseman--

that's when the real intensity kicks in.

Hey.

It's okay.

You get used to it.

I do not want to.

I thought this school was perfect for me--

secure, enlightened, creative.

But now I am unsure

if I wish to be a member of your Squad.

Look, I used to feel

the same way about this place.

Just take it from me: don't let fear drive you away from...

something good.

Uh, especially when you don't have anything to be afraid of.

From what you have all told me,

Malivore is terrifying.

So explain how

I'm supposed to feel safe.

Uh, maybe I, uh...

just...

totally misread that whole situation. I'm...

sorry.

Ask again when our lives are not in jeopardy.

I'm gonna go

get, uh, uh, another... another book.

Yeah. Okay.

It's here.

Then you were right.

You can use gremlin goo to cast a locator spell.

All the more reason to moisturize.

It's on the move. Get ready.

I don't mean to interrupt this awesome teamwork on display,

but where do you need me, exactly?

Anywhere is fine.

If you really wanted to help,

you could slather yourself in honey.

Uh, it doesn't matter. It's not coming.

What do you mean?

He's right. It's headed off-campus.

Oh, great. You screwed up the spell.

The spell worked just fine.

Your attitude, on the other hand?

Disrespect.

Remember?

Well, maybe it ate so much

it's full.

Or Malivore's not after Landon.

Then who the hell

does he want?

The gremlin-- the gremlin took Cleo.

Put that down. You're not coming.

Like hell. Cleo got grabbed on my watch. I'm getting her back.

So you guys uncovered how to

incapacitate/murder a gremlin

prior to her being kidnapped?

No, but I will. Personally.

Okay, who's gonna stay here

and keep an eye on the school?

You mean Landon.

You miss the part where I suck at protecting people?

Kaleb's right.

Not about the sucking.

And before you tell me why I'm wrong,

there are, like, four other students at this school

and the monster isn't after me for once.

I don't need protection.

So let me handle the research

while the three of you

handle finding Cleo together.

Because doing things the way you have been doing them

is exactly what the gremlin wants.

Found it.

My mom said

it's an herbal supplement to help with my arm.

She sends me the stuff all the time.

Mm. Yeah.

That... Mm.

That stings like vervain.

Holy crap, is vervain your kryptonite?

When was the last time

you took one of those pills?

Uh, this morning,

before I worked out, around 6:00.

A dose that size,

it should be out of your system

in a couple of hours. Then you and MG can try

having that, uh, conversation again.

If something different than that happens,

give me a call.

Where are you going?

I think you and I need to talk privately.

I guess we got time to kill.

Might as well tell me your origin story.

Uh, I don't think that's a good idea.

Why not?

You're just gonna wipe my memory anyway, right?

Kind of like how

Zatanna mind-wiped Batman.

In Identity Crisis issue number six.

Yeah.

Hold on.

Hold on, hold on.

How'd you know?

All right, look,

I would never admit this to anyone, but...

I've loved comic books since I was a kid.

Wow.

It's our secret, all right?

This should be the spot.

Great. A literal cow pasture.

But, hey, pun intended.

That's supposed to be good luck, right?

Pipe down for a sec, Lizzie.

You hear that?

Of course you can't.

Cleo!

Hold on, okay?

Nice work. Yeah.

Dissero.

Cleo, we can levitate you out of there.

I said "we."

Doesn't this all seem

a bit too easy?

If I were a gremlin,

why would I leave Cleo in a place

that is so quick to find?

Who cares?

Maybe gremlins are dumb.

Or smart.

Or at least, as smart as we are.

I mean, it used Cleo as bait.

Just like we did with Landon.

You think?

Call it a gut feeling.

Fools!

How is it so big?

We've been kumbaya since Landon's speech.

It is my fault.

I may have used some colorful language

as it dragged me here.

Like they say, the bigger they are...

So, what's plan B?

No way.

He's like Gremzilla now!

And far less frightening than I will be if you have scratched

my paint.

Focus, guys.

I figured out how to defeat the gremlin.

Disrespect makes the gremlin stronger,

and respect weakens it.

In hindsight, actually makes a lot of sense.

Probably shouldn't have taken hours of research.

So we have to respect each other?

Ha. We're doomed.

You're a vampire?

Now, it's nowhere near as dope as getting bitten

by some radioactive bat or anything, but, uh,

yeah, it's the truth.

It's still cool as hell. Super strength?

Super speed? The blood thing is a bit of a bummer,

but the only bad part was your mom and dad

not accepting you for what you are.

Yeah.

That part was, uh, definitely rough.

My story's the opposite.

My mom's done everything she can to support me,

even letting me stay here in Mystic Falls

to let me make the most of what I got.

Which isn't much, compared to you.

But that's why getting cut hurts so much,

'cause I don't know how to tell her.

Or who I am without football.

Wait, can you compel that into me?

Uh... Yeah.

But, um,

I'd rather help you figure that out on the other side.

Well, I'm curious about your next move.

What do you mean?

Well, you can say that you're not a superhero,

but that's a load of crap.

If there's one thing guys like us know, with great power

comes great responsibility.

So how are you gonna use those powers for good?

The, um, vervain should be out of your system.

Hey, can I ask a favor first?

Don't take everything away.

Uh, leave the part where we met today.

Why?

Because we're friends now, right?

And I-I could really use one right about now.

What are you waiting for?

Start complimenting each other while I go distract this thing.

I like the color of your hair.

I also like the color of your hair. And the cut.

Although the one before it did frame your face better.

Seriously?

Respect has to be genuine.

You guys have to understand that despite your differences,

there's a lot you two have in common. Disagree.

I would have never made the choice that Hope did.

Josie could have died.

Here. Grab this.

I'm sorry about that.

I never meant to hurt your sister or you.

I just didn't know what else to do.

Well, I guess

the way that you put Landon first 24/7

is kind of like what I do with Josie, and myself.

Maybe in the past, but you've changed, Lizzie.

And honestly, I wish I could be as proactive

as you when it comes to bettering myself.

Okay, come on, Cleo.

You got this.

And I wish I had your confidence.

I can only imagine what it's like

to not second-guess myself all the time.

To always be the hero.

Y-You're doing it!

It's shrinking!

Well, I'd trade my confidence

for your brutal honesty.

And your ability to coordinate outfits.

Well, that can be arranged.

If you teach me your badass, icy glare.

Come on.

You got this.

We got this.

Not so big now, huh?

I'm sorry about today.

Might be new, but you are totally Squad.

Welcome to your first mission.

Let us blast this thing.

Where did it go?

It's right here.

It is only a matter of time

until I return to my magnificent form...

Hmm. At least we know it still talks.

Yeah. You know, we better get a "A" on this assignment.

I want to take the little thing

and put it in a mason jar and just give it to Doc S.

So long as we respect one another the entire time

it remains in captivity, for if we do not...

I don't love those odds.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

More often than I care to admit.

How was your first day back?

Exhausting.

Well, at least the thread count is better here than in Malivore.

Don't leave this bed, ever.

I wish that were the answer.

There's something on your mind. What's up?

I don't really know the words

to express how much I appreciate what you did for me.

But I don't want my being back to be a burden to you.

Or to anyone else.

You're not a burden.

And even if you were, I mean, I can handle it.

You're everything to me.

You've more than proven that, but...

maybe that's the problem.

No.

The problem was that you were stuck in a hell dimension.

Now that I'm not,

I don't want to come between you

or any of our friends ever again.

Which means I can't be everything to you.

It clearly breeds resentment.

I don't care.

As long as I have you.

That's the thing, Hope-- you always will.

So maybe worry about having me

a little less and having everyone else more.

If I was right about the gremlin,

maybe I'm right about this.

There's enough Hope Mikaelson to go around.

I don't remember you being this perfect.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

If I'm gonna take your advice,

I think that there's somewhere I need to be.

This isn't the conversation

I thought we'd be having.

Not that I'm complaining.

Thanks for walking me here.

Oh, wow. I am amazed

at how perfectly they rebuilt this place.

The shutters may have changed a bit.

But then again, haven't we all?

Pull up a step. Humor your old man.

What did you think we were gonna talk about?

Oh, I don't know...

me being willing to do black magic with Hope,

thus losing my chance to go to Mystic Falls High and live here.

Yeah, well...

That would be pretty hypocritical.

I understand why you did it.

I don't condone it,

but I know you were just trying to make up

for a past mistake.

Kind of like I'm trying to do.

With the portal?

No. I'm talking about us, Jo.

You know, there is

nothing more important to me than you and your sister.

And maybe you'd know that

if I said it more, instead of just...

...showing up and buying milkshakes.

I do know that, Dad.

Never stop buying me milkshakes, okay?

Deal.

You know you can talk to me.

Right?

About anything.

I don't want to keep each other in the dark,

like Ethan and Mac,

no matter how noble our intentions are.

Just...

Just trying to let you go a little, you know.

Let you grow up.

You know, it's hard.

It's really hard.

You know, like, Malivore's...

...way easier.

Oh, man.

On that note...

I, uh...

I'm gonna head back to the school.

Or you could stay for dinner.

Aunt Elena's gonna be home soon from her shift,

and she's planning on making some

old Salvatore family recipe.

Plus, there's still stuff for us to talk about.

Yeah?

Like wh-what?

Um...

I know I make it seem

like everything's perfect at Mystic Falls,

but, um...

There's this girl at school.

It's...

it's complicated.

Yeah.

Well, in that case,

Malivore can wait.

Besides, the last person I want

giving you relationship advice is Damon.

Why are we going the long way home?

It'll be worth it.

Watching the stars in the Falls is...

magic, like you.

Plus, I want to stop and check in on MG.

You miss him so much already?

I can't help it.

MG's my guy.

no matter how much he pissed me off.

And if Hope and Lizzie can mend fences,

no reason why we can't.

Do all Malivore monsters provide this level of emotional insight?

Now that I think about it, yeah.

'Cause I just can't stop thinking about him being alone

at this school with no new friends except Jo,

- and... - Go deep!

I said go deep.

Come on, man.

My arm's not that washed up.

All right.

You should've had that.

I quite enjoy the Falls.

Come with me.

I know a shortcut.

Usain Bolt wouldn't have had that.

And he's nowhere near as fast as you.

And how freaking sweet is that?

Dude, come on.

You got to keep it down, E.

Our secret, right?

Let's go.

What do you think you're doing?

And don't you dare say jogging.

I'm looking for the portal.

I figured the monster was taking Cleo to it,

and that if I could find it, you might be able to finally chill.

I'm admittedly bad at chill.

Same.

Maybe we can work on it together?

Landon and I are gonna watch a movie tonight.

What happened to being brutally honest?

You don't want a third wheel.

Remember that time I said I was working on myself?

I don't know.

Because as much as we may share in common,

there's something we don't.

Your going to extremes got you what you wanted.

But Josie isn't here for me.

And as much as I try to be tough like you...

I just...

miss her.

Well, we can make popcorn.

What movie are we watching?

Gremlins.

Ugh. Yep.

Landon is back, all right.

Any luck with the portal?

No.

I have no idea where the monsters are coming from.

Hopefully they'll just stop.

This is an unexpected visit.

Your bourbon's better than mine.

Well, you better make it a double,

'cause I'm way ahead of you.

Actually, you're not.

You found out what the artifact is.

No.

But I have seen it before.

Is that...

Albert Einstein.

Look at his bookshelf.

I'll be damned.

At least he's one of the good guys, right?

If you overlook the atomic bomb.

These two, on the other hand...

far more questionable.

Rasputin.

And Napoleon Bonaparte.

I'm gonna go with "cause for concern."

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