Pippin: Back at the Maloney household, Purnella was really getting into her painting. No, I mean
literally getting
into the painting.
Purnella: You must become one with the canvas.
Pippin: And Ellavine kept working on cases, including one for a young daughter of Uncle Matty.
Tomeka: So, that's the gist of it, someone's been using my toothbrush.
Nicola: Eww, I think you're standing on a squirrel!
Ellavine: I hate kids.
Tomeka: What?!?!
Ellavine: I said...I hate
it. You know, when someone uses your toothbrush. I hate it. Yeah.
Pippin: Perhaps her dislike of children explains her taste in men.
Ellavine: Thanks for inviting me to your costume party, Ebenezar. I came as a psychopath.
Ebenezar: I know you did, but what's your costume supposed to be?
Pippin: In sadder news, Ebenezar did not, in fact, stay alive so Ellavine could marry him.
Pippin: Okay, that's not Ebenezar. I didn't have a shot of that death and this one was rather odd in that some random Sim no one knew passed away right outside the Maloney household and everyone other than Bobo was stuck downstairs waiting for the elevator.
Bobo: So, how do you get people to believe in you and see you? I don't mean to pry, but there's this girl and...
Grim: Uh, I'm a little busy right now, weird puppet thing.
Pippin: And speaking of that girl who has won Bobo's heart,
Pippin: she's trying to master alchemy. Of course, if Ellavine keeps falling for elderly gentlemen, young again potions are going to become a necessity to keep them alive until she can complete her requirements. Speaking of Ellavine, she's reached 3rd level in her career and received an award.
Ellavine: Thanks for the recognition, mayor, but until I have stopped the Mystery Prankster, I have no time to rest on my accolades.
Mayor: Wait, until you stop who?
Pippin: And she kept up with this obsession with hunting the Mystery Prankster.
Scooby-Doo: Raggy? Ris rat rou?
Ellavine: Go away, stupid talking dog, I'm trying to solve a mystery.
Pippin: Of course, Ellavine's other obsession seems to be older men...and her father has become one of those.
Pippin: Look, Polly, you and Raf have almost the same hair color now!
Polly: Watch it, Watcher!
Pippin: And of course, Raf wasn't the only one due to age up.
Pippin: Matty was delighted to have old age hit the next day.
Ellavine: Looking good, Uncle Matty.
Rafael: Can we get her into counseling or something?
Polly: It's just a phase dear...I hope.
Pippin: And a day later, it was Polly's turn.
Pippin: Hmm, you don't actually look that different.
Polly: Yeah, other than wrinkly and my sense of fashion seems to have disappeared. I'm wearing long Johns!
Pippin: And that's a step down from the tattered coat?
Polly: It was shabby chic!
Pippin: Anyway, this old lady gets to live with her daughter, but Matty has to make special trips to visit his daughters.
Matty: Hi Tomeka. Hi Pauline.
Nicola: I'm not Tomeka.
Matty: Oh, umm, are Kellee and Kerrie here?
Pippin: Father of the year right there. In his defense, he is very faithful to Kirby and rather attentive to their two daughters.
Kirby: So, you're not disgusted by my wolf form? I mean, I was just worried...
Matty: As if you're the flawed one in this relationship. Let's go play fetch.
Pippin: And Ellavine started making friends with Kerrie.
Ellavine: You know, if you play your cards right, I might move you in as a support Sim when I have finished my part in this dynasty. All I need from you is information.
Kerrie: Umm, okay. What information?
Ellavine: What do you know about the Mystery Prankster?
Kerrie: Well, according to my dad, it's some imaginary figure one of the Maloney girls is obsessed with and...oh. I just blew the support Sim role didn't I?
Ellavine: Most likely. You've also made yourself a suspect.
Pippin: Realistically, Kerrie also hurt her chances of becoming a support Sim by randomly transforming into a fairy while visiting the Maloney household.
Kerrie: I have wings!!
Gianelle: Umm, are you sure?
Kerrie: They're back there! They're just...kind of...small...
Pippin: But it wasn't the young fairy girl who really caught Gianelle's eye.
Gianelle: Daisy Swizzle, my co-worker, you are old and inefficient and I don't even know why they keep you around.
Daisy: Well, you're young and cocky and...and I adore that about you.
Gianelle: I love you too!
Pippin: Oh, you Sims and your excessively random wishes. Speaking of excessively random Sim behavior...
Ellavine: (singing) Do you want to build a snowman?
Devin: Not really, but you're super cute, so I'm going along with it.
Ellavine: Aww, I love when a man does everything I want him to do!
Pippin: Yep, and he's really old and a completely poor choice for a spouse given that he's a vampire.
Snowman: Sorry, Pippin. I tried my best to distract her from him, but it seems I've only drawn them closer.
Pippin: No worries, Snowman. We might be able to make this work to our advantage.
Pippin: Okay, I let you have the Catwoman outfit, now will you get back to learning alchemy so you can have a potent cure elixir for when we need it?
Purnella: She has over half her career left to conquer and he's a reasonably immortal vampire. I think you can wait until I finish this painting. Now tell me again how great I look in this outfit.
Pippin: (sigh) You look fabulous.
Purnella: Darn right I do!
Bobo: You look amazing. Please notice me.
Pippin: Ah well, if the "distinguished" vampire doesn't make it long enough to be the spouse, we still have good old glitch-faced Royce.
Gianelle: Hey, Royce, did you get a facial tattoo or something?
Royce: No, that's just my face, but my house is really nice.
Gianelle: Back off, big guy, I'm taken.
Pippin: Meantime, Ellavine was noticing strange behavior around town.
Ellavine: That puff of pink must be some intoxicating elixir to lure the men of the town into her clutches. Surely she must be in cahoots with the Mystery Prankster.
Pippin: No one really uses the term "cahoots" anymore.
Ellavine: As if you'd be up on the lingo of hip young detectives.
Pippin: But anyway, after another long, hard day of pursuing the Mystery Prankster, Ellavine settled down for bed...
Pippin: next to her elderly and inappropriately vampirical manfriend. What am I going to do with you, Elly?
Ellavine: It's Ellavine. Never Elly.
