This is taking forever. Maybe Party's dead in there after all. Or maybe he's not home. Or maybe this isn't even the right place. Ghoul's starting to second guess being here altogether when the door is finally thrown open and all his fears are put to rest.

It's so much better than anything he could have hoped for. He immediately laughs at the sight of Party, all loud and cackling and in a way that will probably have the neighbors hating them both. It ain't even cute, but this is just fantastic.

Despite Party looking like he's out for blood, Ghoul's having trouble finding his fear. Maybe if he hadn't answered the door in his underwear... "Time to greet the fuckin' day, tulip."