Helluva Boss: Ink Edition

A Whole Lotta Truffle

We open up to night in the Pride Ring, where Bendy and Blitz are seen riding in the I.M.P van, the imp having invited Bendy out to dinner. The two pulled up to what seemed to a fancy restaurant named "The Sulfer Pit", the van stopping at a valt counter run by a jellyfish demon

Bendy: Valet? We could just park on the street for free, you know.

Blitz: Bendy, you need to learn to pamper yourself more. I've done so my entire life and look at me. What do you see?

Bendy: ......An insecure, lewd, little weirdo who lies and overxompansates everything and cries himself to sleep?

Blitz: Exactly.......... HEY!

Bendy chuckled to himself as they stepped out of the van and the jellyfish approached them. Blitz reached into his pocket to pull out his keys, only to hand them a pair of pliers. The Jelly looked at the pliers in confusion.

Jellyfish: Are....... Are these the keys?

Blitz: I'll have you know, my good Jelly, that I have to use these pliers to start my vehicle. Because the ignition key is obviously broken off in the ignition, obviously because of a rage-induced fit I had on a personal matter many years ago.

Rolling their eyes, the jellyfish got in the driver's seat, using the pliers to start the van and drive to park it.

Blitz: And don;t get any ideas! I locked the glovebox!

Bendy frowned at his boss, only for Blitz to shrug it off.

Blitz: Hey, sometimes you've gotta treat people wrong to treat yourself right. Come on, let's get a table.

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Later on, we see the two at a table, sipping at glasses of wine as a waiter handed them two menus, which was someone Blitz remembered from his excursions of Stolas's manor.

Blitz: Hey, I know you. You're Stolas's butler. Chives, right?

Pingles: My name is Pringles, Master Blitz. Though I am surprised to see you and Master Bendy here of all places.

Bendy: Same here. Why are you aiting tables at The Sulfer Pit?

Pringles: Master Srtolas is on vacation with Miss Alisson, so I needed to find employment before they returned. Now, what can I get you two this fine evening?

Blitz: *hands over menu* I'll take the "Truffle Fettuccine".

Bendy: Hmm, everything looks so expensive.

Blitz: Bends, relax. We'll split the bill.

Bendy: Really?

Blitz: *nods* Mm-hmm.

Bendy: Well then, *hands over menu* I'll take what he's having.

The wwaiter nodded as he took the menus and left, leaving the two to talk.

Blitz: See, Bendy? You need to learn to pamper yourself. Valet parking, a nice meal, *shows realistic beautiful fingernails* french manipedis. These are all the things that make life worth living.

Bendy: *shows same realistic beautiful fingernails* I'm not sure about that, but I gotta agree, the last part was really nice.

Pringles eventually came back, placing two plates of Fettuccine, Blitz looking satisfied. But he became confused as the butler seemed to be scraping slips of what seemed to be a reddish-brown mass onto his pasta, doing the same for Bendy's.

Blitz: What in the fuck?

Bendy: Pringles, what is that?

Pringles: This, Master Bendy, is Hell Truffle; a type of consumable subterranean mushroom that's considered a delicacy.