Out in the Verona streets, a lonely and heartbroken Toby Cavanaugh walked through the darkness. Toby wore a gray loose shirt, with black pants. His brown leather boots made echoes on the brick pavement, and he kicked a beer bottle across the street, and watched it shatter against a building. His hair was shaggy, but short enough to stand up. His sword shook on his hip, and he tightened his belt so the sword would not hit him in the ankles. Suddenly, he heard singing from his obnoxious cousin Ezra.

"Oh a bitter sweet angel

Oh thou doth not love me

Take my heart take my life

Only a angels love can set me free.

Hey, it's my cousin Toby! Good night Toby!"

Toby felt Ezra clap him on the back, and his breath smelled of beer and meats. "Cousin, you are drunk again." Toby exclaimed, continuing to walk. Ezra laughed, "Yes, thee be drunk, but you sir, are drunk on L-O-V-E. Why thou so sad, my cousin?" Ezra had dark hair that was curly on his head, a small beard growing on his chin. He wore a loose white shirt with black pants, and black boots, a sword attached to his hip of his belt.

Toby leaned against a brick wall, looking up at the sky. "Love is a cruel thing, Ezra. It makes you the happiest man in the world, but in its shadow, it is the most pain, the most sadness."

Ezra stood in front of him. Toby looked at him, as Ezra cocked his head. "So, you're in love?"
Toby laughed sarcastically. "Out."

"Of love?"

"Of happiness, of my love, who does not love me back." Toby pushed himself away from the wall, continuing to walk towards nothingness. Ezra chased after him. "Oh, good cousin, is this the dear Alison you speak of?"

Toby flinched at the name. "Yes, that is her name. It stabs my heart which was once filled with everlasting joy. Oh, tell me dear cousin, why does love have to be so filled with hatred?"

Ezra shrugged, but then grabbed Toby's shirt on his elbow. "Toby, my love drunk boy, you are just going through heartbreak. I suggest, you look at other ladies, compare them to this, this Alison. You may be surprised at what you find."

Toby pushed him away. "No, that can't be possible. I only have eyes for her. She is the only beauty I see. She is so beautiful, Ezra, I swear. Her beauty makes other ladies envious, her face is so fair, her golden hair like silk. Her eyes, bluer than the summer sky. Oh, please Ezra, tell me, how do I move on?"

"Stop thinking about her, Toby, move on."
"Oh, then teach me how to not think."

Toby began to walk by himself. A man was running down the street, and he spotted Toby and Ezra.

"Oh, good morrow boys, please tell me you know how to read!"

Toby looked confused at him. "Yes, I do, what is the problem?" The man gasped in relief. "I have a list for the Hastings's party tonight, and I can't read who is invited. Can you please read these names out to me?"

Toby took the paper from the old man, and read the names gently.

"Mrs. Ashley Marin, Hanna Marin the daughter, Emily Fields, Pam Fields, Aria Montgomery, Ella Montgomery, Byran Montgomery, Alison Dilaurentis…"

Toby saw her name there. Alison. The old man took the paper. Toby spoke up. "Is this party available to all? Or only invited guest list?" The old man looked at Toby with dark beady eyes.
"If ye a Cavanaugh forget about coming to the party, you'd get a sword in your behind for sure. Thanks for the help young lad!"

And with that the old man wandered off back towards Hastings residence. Toby looked over to Ezra. Ezra laughed quietly, and spoke up. "Well well, I guess the fair Alison is invited! I say, we go!" Toby pushed him slightly. "Are you crazy? And end our lives with this silly task? You're insane." Ezra shoved him back. "And you're insanely in LOVE!" Ezra then began calling out in a girly voice.

"Alison, oh Alison! I love you my fair angel, please don't break my heart!" Toby pushed him, and shushed him, "Sh! Have you lost your mind?"

"No, not yet. But Toby, let's say we do go to this party, eh? You see Alison, and, in a new pursuit of happiness, can look at other girls, eh? Come on, Toby. It's for the best."
Toby laughed slightly. "Or it will break me just to see her." Toby began to walk away, but Ezra clamped his hand on his shoulder. "Toby, seriously. It may just save your piece of mind. You may even solve things with Alison." Toby took that into consideration, and sighed. Sure, he may get in trouble, but for sure it was worth being with Alison. "Okay. Fine. Tell Caleb to come too then, we leave at the time of 5 tonight." Ezra smiled. "You're making a good choice Toby, trust me." At least, that's what Ezra was hoping for.