Ugh, I can't believe you're dragging me to this party.How many times have I told you I hate Halloween?
You don't hate Halloween.No one hates Halloween, okay?It's hella frickin' ween.
Uh, false.I know one person and her costume isn't a fill-in-the-blanks where sexy plus something equals hot.I look embarrassing, Claire. Remind me why I let you dress me in a hot dog costume that smells like stale beer.I think you look hot.
Like, 4th of July hot.Right?You're rockin' it so much better than my sucky ex-boyfriend did last year.Wait, this hot dog's been used?Ugh!
You came!Okay, sexy bunny.Work it. It's not too revealing.Never.Speaking of buns, hot diggity dog, dude.You're looking crud.Thanks.See, I told you.On fire.Claire, this is my friend, Tip.
What's up?Cool Halloweeny, dude.
Well, we should all relish this moment.
Okay, I'll be by the Vampire Blood Punch.Another hot dog?This is quite the barbecue.Hey, you stealing my look?Oh, no.Because, you know, there can only be one hot dog on this grill.Oh, no, seriously, it was not my choice.
My roommate forced me to wear it.For what it's worth, I think if Oscar Mayer wanted a new mascot, you'd get the job.You're much more... Appetizing, if I can say that.You can, but my bet's on you.What do you think about the party?Cool, huh?It's fine.
Not trying to be a party pooper, but I don't know why everything has to be themed vampire blood punch, werewolf whiskey.It's like, we get it.For sure, for sure.Me too.I'll let the host know.
Danke, danke. You're the host.Yes, I am.And this has been an episode of Undercover Boss College Dorm Party.OMG, I am so awkward.Damn, I'm striking out.I haven't struck out this bad since, well, ever.And I've completely bombed this conversation.
Can we start over?Why?I like being put in my place.Well, I promise to stop sucker punching you.It's just a nervous habit. I appreciate that.I'm gonna assume your name is not hot dog number two.I mean, it's your party.
You can call me whatever you want.Pleasure to meet you, hot dog number two.I'm hot dog number one.Cheers.Oh, I love this song.Finally, something you like.Would you like to make it up to me on the dance floor?I don't know.Hey, Reggie, turn it up.
I thought you said you couldn't dance.I can't.I don't know.You could have fooled me.That worm you busted out was next level.Oh, my God.Can't tell from the costume, but in real life, I'm an overconfident dad.
If you like the worm, I'm also great at the shopping cart.Ooh, yeah.Give it to me.That's it.Oh, yeah.
Of course I can chug a beer in two seconds.Watch me.
Hey, number two, are you okay?You know, very cold and sticky.Hey, banana hammock, you gonna say you're sorry or... Jeez, dude, chill.Let's get you cleaned up.I have a t-shirt in my room.And can we turn the music back on?
I don't mean to hit you while you're down, but I think the Blood Punch decided to fight back after you made fun of it.Karma.Revenge of the Blood Punch, coming next spring.Between you and me, I'm not a huge Halloween fan.You don't say.
You love parties though, especially theme parties.They're your favorite. After this amazing outing, I've decided to attend a party every night for the next year!Woo!College!Here, take this shirt.
I'll stand in the corner and look at the chip paint on my wall.Thanks.I'm glad you're becoming a party person.Minus the unforeseen and unfortunate debauchery, where else would you find your long lost hot dog... person?Sam.My name's Sam.
And I'm wearing your clothes.Ava, and you're wearing them much better than I ever did.My bet's still on you.You know, I don't like that you don't like Halloween.What are you going to do about it?Tomorrow's supposed to be a full moon.
A few of us are going to go to the quad.To suck out each other's souls?Exactly.But first, we're going to have a few beers.
Oh my god, Sam, are you in there?I've been looking everywhere.
Yes, give me a minute.Let's go.One second.No, now.
Your ride is leaving, bitch.Honk, honk.
Sorry, I guess I gotta go.I'll see you around.Hey, Sam.Yeah?Your buns are red.What?Oh, the costume.
I'll take a mimosa, two if you got them.
Sorry, sweetheart.This is a waffle house.The only booze we got is whatever Chef Rick has in his waistband flask.
It smells like lavender.Or is that eucalyptus?What do you think, Claire?I think it smells like a locker room in here.I meant about the shirt.Ava's shirt. Got it bad, huh?
No, I like the scent of lavender so I wanted to know if you thought that's what it was.Why don't you just ask her yourself?You know where she lives.It was Ava's party. Are you crazy?I'm not a creep.I can't just show up unannounced to her dorm room.
Uh, says the girl sniffing a random chick's shirt over her morning coffee.
Are we talking about the hot dog girl?
Yes, Timmy.The other hot dog.Her hot dog half.
There were two?Whoa.I thought I was seeing double.No.Oh, no.The tempster's gonna blow chunks.Out of the way, people.
Timmy?Whatever.He's so hunky.Yeah, and he's somewhat there.Look, I hear you.I see you.I just want companionship. Ditto.I can't believe I forgot to get her number.Why, God, why?
Here's your pancakes.Can I get you ladies anything else?Nope, we're good.
Like I said, we can show up at her dorm as soon as we get on these pancakes.There's gotta be another, less stalker-ass way, right?What even happened last night?Like, I need the details now. Welp, I almost blew it to begin with.
I had no idea she was flirting with me, not to mention I made fun of her party and her costume to her face. Jesus, Sam, you really gotta work on interpreting social cues.
You know how you don't think sparks are real and then you meet someone and suddenly you see sparks?Uh-huh, and you get dizzy and stuff?I was spinning like round and round.Or maybe that was the Everclear in my nose.
What do you say we go to the Death Dorm tonight? Death?Storm?The Haunted Mansion on campus?Oh my god, everyone and their mom's gonna be there.I don't like scary stuff.Or dark, cramped spaces.Or drunk college kids, for that matter.
Ugh, come on, Sam.Your future wife might be there.
I wouldn't go in there if I were you.It's uninhabitable.
I just saw my star-crossed hot dog clicked attending on Facebook. Count me in.
How does a hot dog use Facebook?Hot dogs don't have hands.
Let's go get your dream girl.Remember the plan.Stay calm.Stay cool.Stay the course.She'll be here.Roger that.
Greetings!Step forward, please.Frozen whole?Some ladies? Oh my god, is that Tim?
Uh-huh.Sloooone.He's a naked zombie.
Oh, I just realized I don't remember what Ava looks like without the extra buns.
Welcome to the Death Dorm.Elmridge's premier primo haunted dorm.Do not touch the actors.Walk, don't run.You might lose a finger or your life.Enter at your own risk.
He sounds kind of smart when he sticks to a script.
Claire, you're here.Cool.Sup, my mamacita?
And now he lost me.What'd I do for love?Claire?Are you there?
I'm right behind you.You're touching my nose.Ah, oops.
Quiet down, ladies. In a galaxy far, far away, and not unlike our own, the first class of Elm Ridge University students arrived.What they didn't know was they'd all be killed by a mysterious poison and stuff in the cafeteria.
And now they haunt the very dorms they used to party in.
Calm down, it's not real.Calm down, it's not real.This is so stupid.Nice try, headless man.Gonna take more than that.Ava!
Do you want mystery meat, little girl?
Claire, I can't!I can't do it!Claire?Anyone?No!No!My arm!
My arm!I'm the captain of the football team! Did you see the floor behind that guy?Sick.Oh wait, Ava, wait up!Where are you going?Trying to find your friends?They're all dead!Seriously, where are you going?There's only one exit?
Oh, thank God, an exit.Wow, that was awesome.Who's down for drinks?Ava?Last one there has to open the keg.
I didn't quite get the narrative, but it was fun, I guess.
Shit, she was just here. Claire.Claire!Hey, Sam!Wasn't that the best?If by best you mean literally the worst, then yes, it was the best!But I thought you caught up with Ava?No, a chainsaw guy almost took my head off.
Whoa.It's a full moon.Check it out, babe.
Full moon.I never thought I'd say this, but thank you, Timmy.Wait, Sam?I'm fine.I'll see you later. Excuse me, pardon me, excuse me.Nope, not her.Ooh, definitely not him.Hey, Reggie, did you see your boy get his arm cut off?
You didn't even try to save him.Ava, Ava.Who's there?Oh, hey, you came to pay your debts?Yeah, duh.By my calculations, I still owe you a solid hang, sans sucker punches.I thought I had scared you off. Never!Whoa.You look... amazing.
The vampire fangs are bewitching.Thank you.I'm here to suck your blood!Mwahahaha!Too scary?I'm kind of tough these days.I also just went through death dorm alone, so... You were at death dorm?So was I. Yeah, I saw you.
I tried to say hey, but a chainsaw-crying zombie baby and an armless football player kind of got in my way. I was seriously feeling like a dumbass all day.I let my only hot dog person slip out the door without getting her digits first.Oh, me too.
My friends told me we should just show up at your dorm today, but I didn't want you to think I was, you know, hung up on you.Because that wouldn't make sense.How could you be if you hated my costume and party? Yes, loathe, even.
I almost didn't recognize you without the extra buns.I thought about being a hot dog again, but you inspired me to change it up.I want to suck your buns!I think I'm gonna have to retire hot dog number two.Already?
Who's gonna keep hot dog number one company?On second thought, I think we can work something out. You know, I've been thinking about our movie, Revenge of the Blood Punch.Oh, we have a movie now?Mm-hmm.
I just want you to know that I'm pretty sure I know how it ends.How so?You defeat the Blood Punch by finally embracing Halloween.The Blood Punch was cursed, you see, and a bunch of other stuff.And then you end up getting the girl.Oh, I get the girl?
I didn't realize the movie had a girl to get. Big time.I think I'm beginning to like Halloween.Stop.Don't tease me.I'm really happy that I ran into you.I think I have more learning to do, though.I'm very behind in the whole Halloween scene.
I'm a good teacher.Yeah, seems like you're good at a lot of things.Decorating, costume choosing, looking good under the moonlight.I can think of someone who looks better. Why don't we agree to disagree?Where would the fun be in that?
So, when's the soul-sucking gonna commence?I don't know about soul-sucking, but I had something else in mind.What's that?Hey.Hi.I won't bite.
