Everyone is gathered in the Pink Room, everyone has got their spook on and ready to kick with sweets, treats and good ol' terrible but delicious horror movies.

The white sheet/screen is ready, the computer and projector are linked, all good to go. They did their collection and left the rent money for Mr. Opera Ghost in his box as requested, and they even left him a sample plate of treats and sweets they baked.

Raoul left a bottle of wine because he knows that's what he is likely to consume.

This is cool, Raoul feels good about this. He's a part of the team again, he's not just the Man or whatever, but wanted. They didn't say anything awkward about him being present, which is cool.

He found open space by Christine and the two have been having a pleasant chat, turns out she likes comics and hates the same books.

"I had high hopes for Silas Marner too, but I just couldn't get into it. Did you see that movie, that is loosely inspired by it? Black Snake Moan? I say loosely, generously." Christine asks as she pops some candied popcorn into her mouth.

"I did! It was different, but I kind of liked it. I didn't hate it." Raoul is more of a red vines man.

"It was forgettable, not offensive, to be sure."

"Do you like scary movies? I'm mean you're here, I guess you would." Raoul rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. He's slowly realizing he only has one friend.

"I like horror movies, but I love how deep the genre is. It's not just slasher slash, I'm stab your teenage kidneys! You could use the genre to illustrate how, like, periods suck, how carless people are with sex, and so on."

"I think my favorite modern horror movie is The Woman,"

"The 2011 movie? Lucky McKee? Shut up! I love that movie! No one I know has ever seen it!" Christine playfully pushes Raoul like her name is Elaine Benes.

"Yes! That movie was so fucked,"

"I know! The dogs! Oh gods, I can hear them crunching." Christine covers her ears and laughs.

"That haunts my nightmares." Raoul shudders.

"Hey! Meg and I watch creepy movies with her friend Vincent sometimes, you should join us next time."

"Sure, I'd like that."

Meg suddenly appears holding a few DVDs.

"Who is ready to get their clowns on," Meg and Christine dance, shaking their arms to the left and right, getting down, as they are, well, sitting down.

"These clowns are gonna make you die," Both girls sing. Meg pauses from dances, and shows off a bag of candy corn.

"Tiny traffic cones, anyone?"

"A gingerbread man is behind the wheel," Raoul says, and Meg eyes light up,

"And he's drunk!"

"The zombie episode!" Meg squeals.

"What the hell is going on with this cat!" Raoul shouts.

"Is someone throwing it!?" Meg howls with laughter.

"Back burner Troy! This cat has to be dealt with!" Christine says, because she knows things.

"Did we just become a trio?" Meg asks very gleeful.

"I think so."

"Red vines?" He offers.

"Favorite way to red wines in a German accent," Christine says.

"Red vines!" Meg and Raoul answer back.

"Meri is the only other person I know who loves this stuff, we all should hang out."

"Meri? You mean Mr. Reyer?" Christine asks. Then Raoul remembers that he has that distance because he is technically everyone's boss, including his new found friends.

"Just call him Meri or Reyer, it's how I do."

"I guess it would be cool to have an older friend, like Giles, and he is English, like Giles."

"Giles?"

"Buffy," Meg says.

"Giles is the Watcher, he actually used to be in a cult where they summoned demons and worshiped chaos." Christine explains further.

"But he got over it and become good!" Meg says.

"Mostly because the demon started to kill everyone, but still. He was like, no bro. Not into this." Christine says as she pops more candy goodness into her mouth.

The lights go out and everyone pointedly goes, "sshhhh," and Meg, Raoul, and Christine take the hint and hush.

The credits for the classic, Sleepaway Camp, begin and Raoul gets very excited, as does everyone else, but everyone in this room, like him, nerd out over random 80s cheese movies of splendor.


"I don't think I can do that." Reyer says, and he regrets showing up.

"Do what? We're just watching movies."

"Having more than one friend is a lot of responsibility." Reyer doesn't want to join the others in the Pink Room.

Raoul opens the door and gestures for him to go in. He could leave, these people don't want him here, and he's about to go.

"Reyer, get your ass in here!" Jess says, she whistles.

"Come to the dark side, we have candy!" Joe says. Reyer smiles and he walks in.

"Maybe, I can watch one film or two." He says as he finds a spot on the floor. Raoul joins him, as does Meg and Christine, they each offer him different candies and he feels like the prettiest one at the cotillion.

"It's cool you finally joined us for one of these Mr. Reyer," Meg says. Reyer nearly chokes on his candy.

"No, I don't like that. Reyer or Meri."

"Mercier if you're nasty?" Raoul asks.

"Yes."

"Oooh!" Meg winces and covers her eyes, someone just exploded into blood on screen.

"He's not in sequel!" Reyer boos. The others laugh at his joke. Yeah, Reyer feels a bit better, he could be Reyer at the party tonight.

"Reyer, you're dangerously sober," Jess leans in, separates the Meg and Raoul, and hands Reyer a smokey drink in a coconut shaped plastic cup, he accepts, she approves and moves back to her spot.

"One of us, one of us," Joe hands Raoul his own.

"Can we watch Freaks next?" Reyer asks, and he hears jeers and cheers

"I have it with me, boi!" Jess giggles and crawls forward, the others divide so she can move and put that movie on next.

"There should be a musical about Freaks. It would take place on Coney Island, and someone mysterious should be the owner." Reyer says. Best idea ever.

"The owner could be called Mr. Y. Because mystery!" Raoul says, he waves his hand in the air.

"That's dumb." Christine says.

"Think of the potential songs! I am under a moonless sky!" Reyer is starting to want this.

"Boring!" Meg says.

"Hard pass." Christine yawns.

"Everyone shut up! The beauty is starting!" Jess shouts and everyone obeys.

Reyer turns to Raoul.

"We're totally writing a Freaks musical, right?" Reyer asks

"Duh, after we get the Tonys for the grilled cheese one." They perform their secret handshake.