I have an idea! Lucy can summon a ghost, right, Luce?
LLucy
I don't think it's a good idea. I once summoned a ghost named Buzz, and things didn't go well. If I try again, I'm sure he'll be the first one through the portal.
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[sobbing] I can't believe I forgot the straw wig for my scarecrow costume!
It's okay, babe. Leni and Carlota can make you a wig out of a mop head.
Bobby, I need to wear the wig my mom wore on her first Halloween date with my dad. It's TRADITION! [sniffs] I have to go back to Royal Woods. I promise I'll be back in time for our Halloween, boo-boo bear.
Okay, I'll be waiting my little candy corn.
[The Louds, Pop-Pop, and Myrtle are all in the dining room, playing a game of Settlers of Cat-Land during their family game night]
Okay, Lola, do you have a scratching post to trade for a bag of litter and some catnip?
LLola
[chuckles] Oh, sweetie. You have to do better than that. I'm not trading for anything less than a diamond-encrusted cat collar.
Lola, take it easy on Myrtle. It's her first family game night.
Oh, I don't mind. I'm just so happy to be included.
Wait. What is Myrtle's last name?
No need to apologize. It just shows [pinches Lynn's face] how much you care about your Pop-Pop, which is something we all have in common. You see the reason I brought him here tonight... [takes out a little box] Was to propose!
Aww!!!
I hid a ring in a meatball. Albert loves food in ball form and surprises. [the siblings are touched] He's adorable.
LLynn
Preserving law and order has always been a tough job, but luckily for the students and teachers at Royal Woods Middle School, one person has always had it under control. I'm Lynn Loud, and this is my story.
[to the viewers] Whenever Patchy declares it a Packing Day, Lynn goes full beast mode. She lurks outside waiting to hunt us down and pummel us with snowballs! No one is safe. She's the reason the house slants.
Katherine [popping out of Roxanne's wool]: Well, this is Katherine Mulligan saying our whole town has been duped. And Mr Bolhofner only has nine toes.
Mr Bolhofner [comes on the screen]: Eight! Lost one on my left foot, too.
[Lori nervously arrives at Great Lakes City on a rainy day and waits for a taxi]
[answers her phone as it rings] Hey, Lincoln.
Hi, Lori. I need to ask you a--
How do I look? Do I look okay?
You look…the same.
Okay. But do I look like someone you'd want in your life forever? I'm meeting Bobby's dad today and I'm really nervous, and it doesn't help it that my car's in the shop, the rain is ruining my hair, and I'm late!
Wait, you haven't met Arturo yet? But we all spent Christmas at the Casagrande's together.
We should have met them but… [Flashback to the ending events of "A Very Casagrandes Christmas"] As soon as we got there, I had to go to the bathroom. And he left before I got out. [quicky makes her way to the bathroom]
FAFlashback Arturo
Feliz Navidad, Louds! Be right back. Rosa is sending me out for more masa. Wish me luck! [leaves as Lori exits the bathroom, relieved]
[End of flashback]
Then, we ended up leaving before he got back. But today, there's no masa standing in our way! I'm finally meeting him. And I need it to be perfect, Lincoln.
[as Lori enters his apartment] Hey, babe!
I am so sorry for being late. [hugs him] You wouldn't believe what happened to me. [checks out the apartment; amazed] Wow! Your place looks great! Where's your dad?
Relax, babe. He's also running late.
Oh, perfect. I'll go freshen up.
[As Lori washes off her face in the bathroom…]
[off-screen] Hey, Dad, you made it!
Ah! It's him. He's here. [opens the door to see Arturo…only to realize in horror he's the same guy she pushed into the puddle earlier]
Great to see you, mijo!
[gasps in horror and closes the door] That's Arturo?!
You won't believe what happened to me! I was attacked by the rudest blonde girl!
I shoved Bobby's dad into a puddle!
[knocking on the bathroom door from outside] Babe, are you almost done? My dad's here!
Babe? Why are you in my kigurumi, and why are you wearing my foot cream on your face?!
Ugh. Uh… Kigurumi's are very in right now, and they say foot cream is good for your complexion, so, just trying to look my best for your dad.
Why am I getting a weird sense of deja vu right now? [Lori is surprised] Like I've been here before.
Wait! Maybe his memory isn't completely lost! I might know how to bring it back!
What?
I promise I'll explain all of this later. OK, here goes literally everything. Sorry, Arturo. [shoves him into another puddle]
You! You're that girl who pushed me a puddle yesterday! [grumbles as Lori gets him back up on his feet]
Babe, is that true? Why did you push my dad into a puddle…twice?!
"Babe?" Bobby, this puddle pusher is your girlfriend?
YES!!! Your memory is back! Though I don't love the nickname.
Have we gotten to later yet? 'Cause I really need to know what's going on.
Let's go inside, and I'll tell you everything over anchovy pizza.
I give up. At this point, it would take a miracle to…
Hi, Carlota!
[gasps] Leni!
[enters the mercado van] O-M-Gosh! I'm so sorry this is taking so long. I can't find that boutique you sent me to. GPS keeps directing me to a dumpster.
You have nothing to apologize for. There's no boutique. I sent you on a wild goose chase to get you out of the studio because I was jealous of your relationship with Mariella. [sighs sadly] I'm really sorry. I wouldn't blame you if you never spoke to me again.
O-M-Gosh.
Awkward.
[Carl coughs]
I messed things up so badly that we can't even do the show now. But don't worry, I'll tell Mariella it's all my fault. She'll definitely fire me, but… [sighs] I deserve it.
You know, there's still 20 minutes till the show. I think we can save it.
Wait, you still wanna work with me?
Of course. What you did wasn't very nice, but you're my friend, and I forgive you. So what do we need?
CCarl
For starters: food, beverages, music, clothes…
Not a problem.
CCarl
And models.
Also not a problem. I've got an idea. Go, Team CarLeni!
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