Pippin: Let's see, what was happening when we left off?
Pippin: Pretty sure it was something important...
Pippin: Just have this nagging feeling something that mattered was going on...
Pippin: Ah well. Must not have been that important if I can't remember it. Anyway, let's check in with our heir.
Deacon: I'm going to supermax charisma and reach the top of the political career.
Pippin: Okay, that sounds good. Are you taller?
Pippin: Umm, it's nice that you're both adults and you can date her now, but you do realize you need to break up with her and marry the girl your mom already chose for you since she has a house, right?
Deacon: Yeah, but I can at least show her a good time first.
Pippin: Good time over?
Deacon: It's over.
Scarlet: Now go meet your future wife.
Deacon: Arranged marriages are the worst.
Deacon: I love her! Yay arranged marriage!
Laurel: So, do you prefer cats or dogs?
Deacon: Definitely a dog person.
Laurel: Right answer!
Deacon: Let's go on a date.
Deacon: So, you wanna be my girlfriend?
Laurel: Sure, but when we get married, you mom's not coming with us, right?
Scarlet: Only because the rules forbid it.
Pippin: That's my girl! I wonder what Bishop's been up to now that he's an adult...
Pippin: Looks like this busy little bee has been pollinating.
Bishop: So much pollinating!
Seneca: I don't really matter anymore!!! Think I'll just play with leaves!!!
Pippin: What a healthy perspective he has.
Bishop: Mass murderer. Great costume idea!
Pippin: What an unhealthy perspective he has.
Pippin: Apparently politics is a no shoes required career?
Deacon: It's casual Friday!
Pippin: Pretty sure that's not what that means...anyway, there were some significant arrivals in Riverview.
Pippin: Ruby gave birth to Bishop's daughter. Hopefully, she'll inherit her mother's good looks instead of taking after her father.
Bishop: Hey!
Pippin: And the other arrival was less happy.
Pippin: Yes, Grim arrived to collect Scarlet. Deacon, who can see through walls, is gasping at Grim's presence (which you can't see since Grim's on the other side of that wall standing in the back yard).
Grim: Sorry about your mom. I hope we can still be friends.
Deacon: No worries. Mom wouldn't want me miss an opportunity to move another acquaintance closer to maxing charisma.
Pippin: That's my girl's boy (sobbing).
Pippin: And here is the ginormous tombstone for the tremendously successful first heir. She will be missed...but will probably visit us as a ghost a rather decent amount...I hope. Seneca rather misses her as well, I think, as he tried to fix the dishwasher.
Pippin: He's level 6 at handiness, but was unlucky.
Grim: You're unlucky and your misery amuses me. Stay here and keep failing at life, foolish mortal. Now I'm going to go play on your swing set.
Seneca: Ummm...thank you?
Pippin: So I guess we'll still be seeing more of Seneca. We'll also see more of Bishop's babies.
Deacon: Oh look! Another potential spouse for my eventual child!
Dillon: Excuse me?
Deacon: I said...congrats!
Pippin: Smooth, charisma expert. Real smooth.
