There was a joy in the abject terror inflicted upon the Hotel. Polka night was fantastic, jazz night was a complete joy, and the Hotel would never fully survive the fact that two absolute dad-joke-level-assholes were bonding.

An invitation to lunch in Cannibal Town had him thrilled, and he even saw fit to dress appropriately for the occasion, whites exchanged for something darker, more neutral yet formal. He'd even magicked his hat and crown to match.

Linking arms was just sensible! Charlie did fine during her visit here from what he'd been told, but let's opt for a little extra safety... especially after the cannibals got their fill and filled their larders with exorcist meat and might want to set their sights a little higher...

"I'm looking forward to it, for sure! I'm only somewhat of a green thumb, but I've got to hand it to the folk who can baby a good garden, especially down here!"