The scene opens on the royal Morningstar family limousine can be seen driving back to the hotel. Charlie Morningstar can be seen hugging her knees and looking out the window, with her jacket ruined after Katie Killjoy attacked her, while Vaggie sits next to her, glaring furiously at Angel Dust. Charlie sighs as Vaggie's eye twitches, while Angel Dust can be seen amusing himself by playing with the car window roller repeatedly, until he notices Vaggie scrunch her face at him in anger.
Angel Dust: ...What?
Vaggie: "What?" "WHAT?!" What were you DOING?! *rips off her hair*
Angel Dust: *sighs* I owed my girl buddy a solid! Isn't that a "redeeming quality"? *does air quotes* Helping friends with stuff? *rolls eyes*
Vaggie: Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!
Angel Dust: Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. Ehahahahahah! *Inhales* It wasn't that bad, anyway. *proceeds to play with the button of the car window roller*
Vaggie throws a folded pocket knife at the window roller, startling Angel Dust as her eye narrows with a lion's growl.
Angel Dust: Aw, come on! I had to! *brushes back hair* My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was tryna go clean? It just throws out my entire persona! *suggestively pushes up chest floof*
Vaggie:Your credibility? What about the hotel's?! *gestures at a defeated Charlie* Your little stunt made us look like a fucking joke! *combusts*
Angel Dust: *scoffs* No, no, no, babe. Jokes are funny! I made you look... uh, sad! *camera pans to Charlie, who's getting more and more upset as Angel Dust keeps talking* And pathetic! Like an orphan... with no arms... or legs... Oh! With progeria! *camera focuses back on him* Great! Now I'm bummed thinkin' about it! *starts looking around the limousine* This thing have any liquor?
Vaggie: Can you please just try to take this seriously?
Angel Dust: *flicks off a dust bunny* Fine, I'll try. Just don't get your taco in a twist, baby! *snaps finger at her while smiling*
Vaggie: Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?!
Angel Dust: *groans* Whatever pisses you off more. Is there seriously no liquor in here?!
Vaggie: *returns to sit next to Charlie as she crosses her arms* I'm gonna kill 'im.
Angel Dust: Too late, toots. Wait! Would that make me double dead? Hah, and where exactly do I go? To Double Hell? Hahahahahahahaha! Sorry, you're stuck with me, bitch. Get used to it. *folds arms confidently*
Vaggie: *angrily as she grits her teeth* ¡Con una mierda, malparido hijo de-! (Translation: For fuck's sake, you bastard son of-!)
Angel Dust: Listen, who cares if some jack-offs got hurt? Most of 'em are ugly freaks. Look around! *looks out the limousine window, smirking* You got a bunch a fuckin' Harlequin babies down here! *laughing*
Vaggie: You're one to talk. *smiles smugly*
Angel Dust: Hey! *motions to his body* This body is flawless! Everyone wants summa me, *pushes up chest fluff and takes out a letter* and I've got the creepy fan letters to prove it!
He takes a letter from in between his chest floof and reveals it to Vaggie that features a small picture of a dirty naked old man, who ironically has a "No Angel Dust" tattoo, smothering his mouth on an Angel Dust body pillow and a message at the bottom saying "Show me your feet! -Bryrin, #1 Fan/Critic".
Vaggie: Grrr...
Charlie: That was really uncool, y'know, Angel.
Vaggie: "Uncool"?! After that train-wreck, there is no way anyone is gonna wanna stay at the hotel! *looks toward Angel Dust* All thanks to *points at him* you and your selfish bullshit!
Angel Dust: Does that mean I don't have a free room anymore?
Vaggie motions "What do you think?" in frustration.
Angel Dust: *snaps finger* Ah, well shucks.
Charlie: Hey, come on. *takes off ruined jacket* We don't know if things are over yet! Try to relax, Vaggie. *puts a hand on Vaggie's left shoulder* I-it'll be okay!
Vaggie tries to calm down a bit as she smiles at Charlie.
The limousine arrives at the hotel as two blonde Hellhound women, one wearing a dark gray and light blue suit (with light blue eyes instead of the typical red eyes) and the other wearing a teal green shirt and white jeans (with teal green eyes instead of the typical red eyes), are waiting outside. The suit-wearing Hound opens the limo door as Charlie steps out, followed by Vaggie and Angel Dust.
Charlie: Thanks, Lori and Leni…
Lori: *concerned* We saw what happened, Charlie…
Leni: *concerned* You okay?
Charlie gives a slight nod as she walks to the door of the hotel and opens it, revealing a very old and dirty establishment that was slightly decorated for a welcome party.
Vaggie: *throws herself on the couch, facing the wall* Ugh!
Angel Dust *rummages through the fridge leaning by the wall and grabbing a box of Popsies.* Eh, it's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. Y'know, to feed all the wayward souls you got in here! Ahah-
Lori cuts his laughter short by growling at him, causing him to back off. Charlie exits the hotel and tries to contact her mother.
Charlie: *sighs* Hey, mom. I know I keep calling and you must be busy... Really busy... But, um, the interview didn't go well, *shrinks to her knees* and... I don't know if I'm ever going to make a difference… *starts tearing up as she wipes it off her face* I don't know what I'm doing. I could really use some advice, mom. I... I think dad was right about me... Ahah, oof, eh, anyway... *wipes her face once more* I'll stop talking before this gets long. *stands up* Love you, bye...
She hangs up and faces the door, about to go back in.
Lincoln: *off-screen* That sack of shit you call a father is wrong, y'know?
Charlie looks over and sees Lincoln walking over to her.
Charlie: *surprised* O-Oh! *quickly tries to look presentable*
Lincoln: *holds a hand out to stop her* Miss Charlie, you don't need to pretend like everything's okay. I saw the news report.
Charlie's expression drops as she looks to the floor.
Lincoln: Those people making fun of you are wrong. *Charlie glances at him* What you're doing is a good thing. Those stubborn assholes just want to try and bring you down because they think you "have it easy". Y'know, being Lucifer's daughter and all?
Charlie: I just wish people could see what I'm trying to do isn't a joke…
Lincoln: *approaches her* Charlie… I have a deal that might just help the hotel.
Charlie: … A deal?
Lincoln: *puts a hand on her shoulder* Let's talk more inside.
Charlie and Lincoln enter the hotel as Lincoln takes a second to look around the place.
Lincoln: Hm… not bad, but could definitely do without the old and rundown look.
Charlie: *nervous chuckle* Yeah… it's not much, but-
Lincoln: It's a start. *smiles* And it's better to start with something rather than nothing.
Vaggie glances up from the couch, only to look surprised as she sees Lincoln walking with Charlie.
Vaggie: *sits up* Charlie, who's that?
Angel Dust: *sees him and smirks* Who's the hu-?
Lincoln snarls at Angel Dust, making him back off in fear.
Charlie: *they face her* Oh, Vaggie. This is-
Lincoln: Lincoln. *shakes Vaggie's hand* I'm here to help with the hotel.
Lori: *leaning against the wall, raises an eyebrow* You want to help?
Vaggie: *suspicious* How do we know you're telling the truth?
Lincoln: I'm a lot of things… but a liar isn't one of them.
Charlie: You said you had some kind of deal that could help?
Lincoln: I do. *faces Charlie* See, the company I work for, I.M.P., works with sinner demons all the time. Our business involves taking clients that have "unfinished business" in the living world. And before you ask, NO, we don't target innocent people. The people we target are strictly people that committed a crime in some way that resulted in the client's death.
Charlie: And how exactly will that help the hotel…?
Lincoln: Simple, Charlie. When the client's business is done, I'll send them over here so they can stay at the hotel.
Charlie's eyes go wide in realization.
Charlie: You… *excitedly* You'd really do that?!
Lincoln: *nods* Absolutely. Besides, most of the clients we take have only been down in Hell for a few weeks at least and are still trying to get adjusted to their afterlife, so they need a place to stay.
Vaggie: *stands up* And what exactly do you want in return?
Lincoln: Well, my company's access to the living world only stems from my boss being… "close" with Prince Stolas, and he himself said it's less than legal. So… I only ask that my company be under Charlie's protection from some of the higher ups in case they try to shut us down.
Charlie: *smiling as she shakes Lincoln's hand* You've got a deal! Leni, can you get a uniform made for him real quick?!
Leni: *smiles* Absolutely! *grabs Lincoln by the arm* Follow me!
She leads Lincoln out of the room to get him fitted for a uniform for the hotel. A sudden ominous knock can be heard from the front door, surprising Charlie. She contemplates on whether or not to open the door but decides to open it anyway. The mysterious red clad grinning figure watching her performance from before can be seen standing before her.
Alastor: Hel- *gets door slammed in front of him*
Charlie looks to the side for a brief moment before opening the door again.
Alastor: -lo!
Charlie: *slams door in front of his face once more* Hey, Vaggie? Lori?
Vaggie: What?
Charlie: *nervous grin* The Radio Demon is at the door!
Vaggie and Lori:WHAT?!
Angel Dust: *takes out the popsicle from his mouth* Uh... who?
Charlie: What should I do?!
Vaggie: Uh, well- Don't let him in!
Charlie decides to disregard Vaggie's advice once more and opens the door for Alastor.
Alastor: May I speak now?
Charlie: You may…
Alastor: *reaches hand out* Alastor! Pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart! *pulls Charlie towards him* Quite a pleasure! *lets himself in* Excuse my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on a picture show, and I just couldn't resist! What a performance! Why, I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929! Hahahahaha, *plays with his mic staff* sooo many orphans...
Vaggie: *holds a harpoon towards his chest* Stop right there, cabrón hijo de perra (Translation: bastard son of a bitch)!
Lori: *snarling viciously as her eyes seem to briefly flicker red* We know your game and I'm not gonna let you hurt anyone here, you pompous cheesy *Angel's head pops in, unamused* talk-show shitlord!
Alastor: *uses finger to move the harpoon away* Dear, if I wanted to hurt anyone here... *turns into his demonic form* I wOuLd'Ve DoNe So AlReAdY...
The screen distorts as Charlie and Vaggie stare at him in fear, while Lori keeps growling at him.
Alastor: *snaps back to reality* No! I'm here because I want to help!
Charlie: … Say what now?
Alastor: *repeats himself* Help! Hahaha, hello? Is this thing on? *taps on his mic* Testing, testing!
Alastor's Mic: *opens its eye* Well, I heard you loud and clear!
Charlie: Um, you want to help? With...?
Alastor: *teleports behind the two with his shadow* This ridiculous thing you're trying to do! This hotel! I want to help you run it.
Charlie: Buuut... why?
Alastor: Hahaha, why does anyone do anything? Sheer, absolute boredom! I've lacked inspiration for decades. My work became mundane, lacking focus… *shoves Vaggie offscreen* … aimless! I've come to crave a new form of entertainment! Hahaha!
Charlie: *as Lori helps Vaggie to her feet* Does getting into a fistfight with a reporter count as entertainment...?
Alastor: Hahaha! It's the purest kind, my dear: Reality! True passion! After all, the world is a stage and the stage is a world of entertainment.
Charlie: So, does this mean you think it's possible to rehabilitate a demon?
Alastor: Hahahahaha! *shakes hand in front of her* Of course not! That's wacky nonsense! *shakes head back and forth* Redemption, oh the non-existent humanity! No, no, no, no. I don't think there's anything left that could save such loathsome sinners! *looks over to Vaggie who is offended and Angel who just shrugs* The chance given was the life they lived before, the punishment is this! *puts his arms out, gesturing the entirety of Hell* There is no undoing what is done!
Charlie: So, then. Why do you wanna help me if you don't believe in my cause?
Alastor: Consider it an investment in ongoing entertainment for myself! *pulls Charlie close to him and twirls her* I want to watch the scum of the world struggle to climb up the hill of betterment only to repeatedly trip and tumble down to the fiery pit of failure!
Charlie: … Riiiight. *removes his hand from her back*
Alastor: Yes, indeedy! *grabs her by the waist and drags her offscreen* I see big things coming your way and who better to help you than I? *trails off*
At the same time, Leni comes back with Lincoln, who is now wearing a pale yellow button up shirt, a red vest with matching pants and a bowtie, as well as black boots with his claws sticking out.
Leni: *notices Lori's anger* Lori? Is something wrong?
Lori grabs Leni's head and makes her look in the direction of Alastor as Lincoln looks too. Upon seeing the Radio Demon, Leni's sweet personality vanishes as she growls in rage, her eyes briefly flashing red for a moment. Lincoln, however, was left frozen in shock at seeing Alastor.
Lincoln: The Radio Demon?!
Leni: What the FUCK is he doing here?!
Lori: Apparently he wants to "help", but is only looking for his newest form of entertainment.
Angel Dust: Uh, so... uh, what's the deal with Smiles over there?
Vaggie: *she and the three Hounds look at Angel Dust like he's crazy* Wait, you've never heard of him before? You've been here longer than me!
Angel Dust just shrugs cluelessly.
Lori: The Radio Demon. Literally one of the most powerful beings Hell has ever seen?
Angel Dust: *shrugs a second time* Eh, not big on politics.
Vaggie: Ugh! *leans in on Angel Dust as she begins her story* Decades ago, Alastor manifested in Hell,
Scene changes to a visual presentation of Vaggie's story regarding Alastor.
Vaggie: seemingly overnight. He began to topple Overlords who have been dominant for centuries.
Leni: That kind of raw power had never been harnessed by a mortal soul before. Then, he broadcast his carnage all throughout Hell just so everyone could witness his ability.
Lincoln: Sinners started calling him "The Radio Demon" (as lazy as that is). Many have speculated what unimaginable force enabled him to rival our world's most ancient and destructive evils.
Lori: But one thing's for sure: He's an unpredictable source of danger, a wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos, the likes of which we can't risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased!
Angel Dust: Ya done? *Laughs dryly* He looks like a strawberry pimp.
Vaggie: Well, I don't trust him!
Angel Dust: To be fair, do you trust any man? Any men? Men? *gets socked in the face by Lincoln* OW!
Vaggie: … Kid read my mind.
Lincoln: He was pissing me off.
Vaggie: *stands up, walks over and grabs Charlie by the shoulder* Charlie, listen to me. You can't believe this creep! He isn't just a happy face! He's a deal-maker! Pure evil! He can't be redeemed! ...And is most likely looking for a way to destroy everything we're trying to do!
Charlie: I... *sighs* we don't know that! Look, I know he's bad, and I know he probably doesn't wanna change, but the whole point of this is to give people a chance!
Alastor inspects a portrait of the royal family.
Charlie: To have faith things will be better! How can I turn someone away? I can't. It goes against everything I'm trying to do. Everything I believe in. *puts hands on Vaggie's shoulders* Just... trust me. I can take care of myself!
Vaggie: Charlie, whatever you do, do not make a deal with him!
Alastor makes a gesture with his hand, seemingly focusing on Vaggie.
Charlie: Don't worry, I picked up one thing from my dad! *imitating her dad's voice* "You don't take shit from other demons!" *walks over to where Alastor is* Okay, so, Al. You're sketchy as fuck and you clearly see what I'm trying to do here as a joke.
As Charlie turns away, glowing red symbols start to appear beside Alastor which quickly disappear after Charlie turns back to Alastor.
Charlie: But, I don't. I think everyone deserves a chance to prove they can be better. So, I'm taking your offer to help. On the condition that there be no... *makes gestures with hands* tricks or voodoo strings attached.
Alastor: So, it's a deal, then?
As Alastor rolls his eyes at that last statement, he twirls his mic staff and presents his hand for a handshake as green energy bursts throughout the hotel.
Charlie: *refusing his handshake* Nope! No shaking! No deals! I... hmm...
Lincoln: *steps up* The way I see it, Alastor, you have to help her.
Alastor turns his attention to Lincoln, a radio dial sound emitting as he keeps his grin. Everyone else looks at Lincoln like he's crazy.
Vaggie: *in a shouted whisper* What are you DOING?!
Lincoln: *ignores Vaggie* Charlie here is on the second hierarchy of power in terms of Hell, while you're only in the fifth. She's the Princess of Hell, meaning if she orders it, you have to abide by her terms.
Alastor: *intrigued* Hmm, you bring up a fair point, boy. *approaches him slowly* But by your own logic, seeing as hounds like yourself are at the very, very, very bottom of the hierarchy, *stops right in front of Lincoln, looking down at him with his grin* why should I have to listen to-?
Alastor suddenly stops as his eyes widen a bit and his grin briefly falters. Cut to Lincoln's narrowed orange eyes as his growling is heard. Alastor stares for a second, before his grin widens.
Alastor: Fascinating… *cut to him and Lincoln in their staredown, till he stands tall* I retract my statement. *faces Charlie* If you give the order, sweetheart, I will follow it.
Charlie: *surprised, but manages to recompose herself* Oh, um… okay… *clears her throat* As princess of Hell and heir to the throne, I, uh, hereby order that you help with this hotel.
Alastor: *retracts his mic staff* Very well then. *walks off*
Charlie sighs in relief, grateful that it actually worked.
Alastor: Hmm hm hmm hmm... *continues to hum while looking around as he stops in front of Vaggie*. Smile, my dear! *tickles the underside of her chin, much to her anger* You know you're never fully dressed without one! *Walks away as he continues humming* So where is your hotel staff?
Charlie: Uh, well-
Camera pans to Vaggie, Lori, Leni and Lincoln, who are staring at Alastor dead in the eyes.
Alastor: *adjusts monocle* Impressive, but you're going to need more than that. *walks towards Angel Dust* And what can you do, my effeminate fellow?
Angel Dust: I can suck your dick!
Mic feedback can be heard in the background as Alastor tries to process what he was just offered.
Alastor: HAH! No.
Angel Dust: *scoffs* Your loss.
Alastor: Well, this just won't do! *takes out his mic staff* I suppose I can cash in a few favors to liven things up.
At the snap of his finger, a new fireplace has replaced the hotel's worn down one as he approaches it and picks up the mysterious figure covered in soot, which then opens its eye and stares at the sextet behind him, before poofing the soot from her body.
Alastor: This little darling is Niffty!
Niffty: *drops to the floor, unaffected* Hi, I'm Niffty! It's nice to meet you! It's been a while since I've made new friends! *eyes the six* Why're you all women? *notices Lincoln and gasps* MAN! *lunges at him, but Lincoln dodges* I'm sorry, that's rude. *looks around* Oooh, man! This place is filthy! It really needs a lady's touch! *grabs a spider and crushes it* Which is weird because you're all mostly ladies, no offense. *stares offscreen as she takes out a feather duster* Oh, my gosh! This is awful! *she speed cleans throughout the hotel* Nope! Nope! Nope! Nope! *spots a cockroach and stabs it with a sewing pin* Nope!
The seven stare at Niffty as a voice coming from an unknown cat demon can be heard nearby.
Husk: *lays his cards down the table* Hah! Read 'em and weep, boys! Full Ho- *demonic illusions and voices distort the surroundings temporarily* -tel? What the fuck is this? *looks around and spots Alastor, eliciting an angry purr as he points at him* You!
Alastor: Ah, Husker, my good friend! Glad you could make it!
Husk: Don't you "Husker" me, you son of a bitch! I was about to win the whole damn pot! *the jackpot disappears into nothingness*
Alastor: Good to see you too!
Husk: *facepalms angrily* What the hell do you want with me this time...?
Alastor: My friend, I am doing some charity work so I took it upon myself to volunteer your services! I hope that's okay!
Husk: Are you shittin' me?!
Alastor: Hmm... No, I don't think so!
Husk: *shoves Alastor off* You thought it'd be some kind of big fucking riot just to pull me out of nowhere?! *camera pans to Alastor dusting himself off* You think I'm some kind of fucking clown?!
Alastor: *grins as if he's about to laugh* Maybe!
Husk: I ain't doing no fucking charity job.
Alastor: *teleports behind him through his shadow* Well, I figured you would be the perfect face to man the front desk of this fine establishment! *gestures towards the bar he made out of his magic* With your charming smile *pulls Husks's lips into a forced smile* and welcoming energy, this job was made for you! Don't worry my friend, *walks over to the bar, revealing the soles of his shoes to have deer prints* I can make this more welcoming! ...If you wish. *makes a bottle of "Cheap Booze" appear out of nowhere*
Husk: *stares at the booze for a second* What? You think you can buy me with a wink *winks sarcastically* and some cheap booze?! *grabs the booze and looks at it* ...Well, you can! *downs the booze*
Lori: Hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! No! No bar, no alcohol! This is supposed to be a place that discourages sin! Not some kind of mouth… brothel… man cave!
Angel Dust: *Launches himself at Lori from somewhere off screen* SHUT UP! SHUT! UP! We *points to the bar with all his fingers* are keeping this!
Lori snarls and bites at him, making him back off.
Angel Dust: *starts flirting with Husk* Hey~
Husk: Go fuck yourself.
Angel Dust: *holds Husk's face* Only if you watch me!
Charlie: Oh, my gosh! Welcome to The Happy Hotel! You are going to love it here! *tries to go for a handshake*
Husk: *reaches for his booze* I lost the ability to love years ago. *continues to down his booze*
Alastor: So, whaddaya think?
Charlie: This is amazing! *rubs her cheeks excitedly*
Vaggie: *with crossed arms* It's... okay.
Lori: Don't push your luck, Radio Demon.
Leni: We've got our eyes on you.
Alastor: *reels the four towards him* Hahaha! This is going to be very entertaining!
He then lets go of Vaggie, Lori and Leni and summons a fireball, launching it to the hotel ceiling just so he could distract Charlie fast enough for him to shove Vaggie and the two hounds offscreen. He dresses himself in a tux and matching top hat.
Alastor: You have a dream! *twirls Charlie and dresses her up* You wish to tell! *turns to Vaggie who's now on the floor* And it's just laughable *turns back to Charlie and tosses her mid-air* But, hey, kid, what the hell?
The background behind Charlie changes to neon colored lights featuring two apples and a skull.
Alastor: *catches Charlie by the hand as they both tap dance together* 'Cause you're one-of-a-kind! A charming demon belle! *The two slide down the railing of the stairs*
Alastor: Now, let's give these burning fools a place to dwell! *dresses up the rest of the hotel staff* Take it, boys!
Shadow demons appear from the floorboards and begin playing their instruments as Vaggie tries to talk to Charlie who is having too much fun. Alastor pulls her in with him and the others as his shadow demons surround them.
Shadow Demons: Boo!
Alastor: Haha! Inside of every demon is a lost cause! *puts a fedora on Angel's head as he snaps his fingers back at Alastor* But we'll dress 'em up for now, with just a smile!*dresses up Vaggie and slaps her butt*
Shadow Demons: With a smile!
Alastor: And we'll chlorinate this cesspool with some old redemption flair! *kicks off skull which Niffty rushes in and cleans off* And show these simpletons some proper class and style! *summons a shadow clone of himself*
Shadow Demons: Class and style!
Alastor: *snaps away his shadow* Oh! Here below the ground,*pinches Charlie's cheeks* I'm sure your plan is sound!*holds hands with Charlie as they both twirl* They'll spend a little time, down at this Hazbin Ho-
The hotel door explodes, knocking Niffty offscreen as Charlie, Alastor, Angel Dust, Vaggie, Lincoln, Lori and Leni look outside.
Sir Pentious' warship has made an appearance outside the hotel.
Sir Pentious: Hah! Well, well, well. Look who it is harboring the striped freak! We meet yet again, Alastor!
Alastor: Do I know you?
Sir Pentious: *ego deflates* Oh, yes you do! *Hood flares open* And this time, I have the element of- *pulls a lever* SURPRISE! Ahaha! I'm so evil!
With a snap of a finger, an otherwordly dimensional portal opens with tentacles and shadow demons emerging from it, destroying Sir Pentious' ship while he is inside. Alastor can then be seen finishing it off as he clenches his fist with a few drops of blood dripping off his hand. Alastor is then shown grinning menacingly in satisfaction for a moment as the others look at him in shock and horror.
Alastor: *breaking the tension* ...Well, I'm starved! Who wants some Jambalaya? *starts walking back to the hotel as everyone begins to follow* My mother once showed me a wonderful recipe for Jambalaya. In fact, it nearly killed her! Hahaha! You could say the kick was right out of Hell! Ohoho, I'm on a roll! Yes, sir! This is the start of some real changes down here! The game is set! Now...
Alastor uses his magic for the last time in the episode to change the sign atop the hotel from "Happy Hotel" to "Hazbin Hotel".
Alastor: *sinisterly* ...Stay tuned. Hahaha...!
Sir Pentious is revealed to have survived the beating served by Alastor along with Egg Boi #23.
Egg Boi #23: Now will you shoot me with your ray gun?
Sir Pentious collapses of exhaustion as the episode ends.