[Episode opens with water filling a large pool. Stola lays down in a lounge chair beside a tea table under a royal tent in the garden, reading a botany book with a cup of wine on a table next to her. Liam is in a lounge chair next to her with sunglasses on and reading a romance novel. Blitzo appears a little ways away, climbing over the brick wall.]
Blitzo: Hello, hello, hello, Stola! You have- Ah!
[Stola takes notice, but scowls at Blitzo for the harsh and heart breaking words he said the night before. She covers her face in her book as Blitzo falls into the bushes, climbing out, yanking a carnivorous plant off of biting his elbow as he walks up to talk.]
Blitzo: You haven't been answering my texts, and I sent you a bunch of funny shit. So, what gives?
Stola: I was hoping my lack of "ha ha's" in response to the photos you sent would be an indicator I didn't want to talk right now.
Blitzo: Oh, come on, Stola, we just had a rough night. 'Sides, you always want to hear from me.
[Trying to get her attention, Blitzo uses his finger to press down the middle of the book so he and Stola would be eye to eye. Stola sighs as she closes the book in her hand.]
Stola: Blitzo. What is it you want?
Liam: where kind of busy here?
Blitzo: (to Liam) stay outta this or I'll butt fuck ya. (To Stola)I wanna feel like I'm earning my way to Earth! 'Kay? So get your tight, feathered ass out of that lawn chair and into the bedroom so I can- FUCK it!
[Blitzo climbs on top of Stola as he speaks, but the Goetia princess was not in the mood. So, she frowns as she gets out of the chair and to the tea table.]
Stola: (sarcastically) Wow. Poetry. I'm sure such a statement would have had me swooning by now.
[liam stands up grabs his iced tea and heads to the table as well]
Blitzo: Uhhh, I- Sh- Yeah, sure that wa- Okay, that was a shitty way for me to say it- But you usually like it when I talk all dirty, and fucky, and shit.
[Stola stops in her tracks, and turns her head to scowl at the spotted imp, the sound effect of a crow cawing being heard.]
Liam: blitzo really?
Blitzo: Come on, we don't do words, we do sex!
Stola: As shocking as this might seem, Blitzo- [eye twitches] I don't think I'm in the mood to [finger quotes] "do sex" with you. In fact, I don't think I'm even in the mood to do words with you! [walks off] So, how about you respect that?
Liam: please just leave blitzo
Blitzo: [follows] Oh, come on, Stola. you can't mean that. You always love seeing this.
Stola: Seeing you right now is hard! I don't want to feel worse than I already do.
[As Stola puts down her botany book, she picks up a folded envelope with the words "You're invited" on it.]
Stola: It's bad enough I got an invite to this anti-Blitzo party- An honorary invite for being your freshest ex.
Blitzo: "Anti-Blitzo party"? Who the fuck's behind this?! [reaches for the invitation]
Liam: three guesses.
Stola: Oh, it's entirely immature. I'd never indulge this nonsense, it's silly.
Blitzo: Real silly. [rips invitation out of Stola's hand] Real fucking classy.
Stola: Kind of them to invite me, though. It might be rude not to make an appearance.
[wanting to get to the bottom of this, Blitzo opens the invitation and is shocked to find who it's signed by]
