As you step into the pizza parlour, you notice they're really getting into the Spooky Season. Green or Red slimes crawl over a few tables highlighted with corresponding lights. There are fake bats and cobwebs hanging from the ceiling and walls. A female vampire sleeps in a coffin in a darkened corner. A poltergeist is making the bats flap their wings or sway on the strings. Purplespider straightens from where she's attempting to console the crying skeleton huddled miserably on the floor. It cradles a broken dragon wing in its hands. "Hi! Good to see you again! As you can see, everyone is really getting into the spirit of the season. We're still looking for suggestions or help if you're interested." She pauses as the skeleton makes an exceedingly loud, wailing cry. "Sorry about the noise. The skeleton broke its wing on one of the bats the poltergeist was playing with. I've promised it we'll get it fixed in time for Spooky Night. I'm not sure how honestly, but sad skeletons are just so pitiful, we have to try."