1.)

(Jack is led inside by the skinny woman, who has an unpleasant expression. Jack stops short as he speaks and he sees the grasping ghoulie hands reaching for the cooler.)

JACK: So where do I--

2.)

(An old man has capered away with the cooler, and hands it to a Peg Bundy look-alike.)

3.)

(The woman speaks with a sneer, but Jack is distracted looking at the weird weirdos partying.)

SKINNY WOMAN: So Ionavic sending children out to do his work?

4.)

(Jack is shocked as a bony hand suddenly grips his face.)

SKINNY WOMAN: Listen to me!

5.)

(The skinny woman speaks intensely to Jack, pulling his face close to her own.)

SKINNY WOMAN: Laddy. We need to know. Did you look in the box?

6.)

JACK: Urm, uh, no. No! That's why I get jobs like this.

SKINNY WOMAN: Ooh, no curiosity in this little cat? You look like you'd put your paws in an oven...

7.)

(Jack is nearly hanging by his chin as the woman tries to intimidate him.)

JACK: I'm as curious as the next guy, but I ain't stupid.

8.)

(The woman tosses Jack with a disdainful look.)

SKINNY WOMAN: Well then kitty, go get stupid.

9.)

(a younger Tabby sits on the sofa, and pulls Jack over to her.)

TABBY: Comfy thyself, lambchop!

10.)

(Tabby relaxes as she smokes a J, Jack sits next to her and an uncomfortable young woman wearing a strange mask.)

TABBY: What's your name, Cat Style?

JACK: Jack Ballard.

11.)

(Tabby smiles charmingly.)

TABBY: Tabitha Canny. Ashley here just chose to live. It’s a party.

12.)

(Jack takes a hit, and looks to have relaxed a bit.)

JACK: Choose to live...? A party for not dying? That’s bleak.

TABBY: Just once, healthy boy. It’s a special occasion.

13.)

(Jack looks at the uncomfortable girl as he smokes.)

JACK: Why the mask, Ashley?

ASHLEY: ...

TABBY: She gots the bad selfersteem. She’ll get over it, we all did.

14.)

(A ghoul couple smile from another chair, as Tabby explains.)

SKINNY RED-HAIRED GUY: You’re like us now Ashycakes!

TABBY: We got a condition, but there’s a cure...!

15.)

(A woman leans around the corner to announce supper's readiness, everyone involved looks pretty stoked.)

WOMAN IN FLOWERED DRESS: Soup’s on!

16.)

(Tabby tries to discourage Jack from getting a bite to eat..)

TABBY: Hey uh, you don’t want this ‘soup,’ Cat Style.

JACK: Wha-- oh, is it hard drugs? Tch, I’m not a kid.