Mr. Smooch'ems: Angler had chatted with his girlfriend, Alora, after graduation. He was plagued by body image issues. She told him he deserves the best. He vowed to change his body, and prove himself worthy of the best.
Mr. Smooch'ems: Apparently, he thought the "B" was capitalized.
Angler: See you, everyone. I have a date with Abigail Best.
Art: I thought you were dating Alora?
Angler: She said I deserve the Best, so I have to prove her right.
Angler: Still wearing the graduation robes, huh?
Abigail: I'm so proud of me for graduating!
Angler: Well, maybe you could ditch the robe and we could go to the Love Day Festival?
Abigail: Did you notice that it looks like the plants by the dance floor are in coffins?
Angler: Umm, that's kind of morbid...
Angler: Wow, hanging out with you has really been fun.
Abigail: Yep, and now here we are by the
kissing booth. Make you think of doing anything?
Angler: Yes, let's go somewhere more private...
Angler: and then we can hug.
Mr. Smooch'ems: And the next night, he was still obsessed with proving he was deserving of the Best.
Angler: Hey, Mandy. Maybe you'd like to go to the Love Day Festival with me? Great. I'll meet you there.
Angler: So, are you the best of the Bests?
Mandy: Oh, you kidder! So handsome and witty. You're just the whole package, aren't you?
Angler: And what about you? Such a lovely young woman must surely be spoken for?
Mandy: No, I'm available.
Mr. Smooch'ems: And it continued.
Angler: So, Maria, would you like to meet me at the Love Day Festival? Great! See you there shortly!
Angler: Wow, that's a whole lot of hair you've got going there.
Maria: Yep, doncha love it?
Angler: Oh, of course I do.
Maria: Good! I love you too, and when I age up to young adult, we're getting married!
Angler: I...uh...
Maria: Let's go play horseshoes!!
Mr. Smooch'ems: Angler, what have you brought upon yourself? How do you solve a problem like Maria? And what of poor Alora?
