(In Central Park of New York City, on the park tables there was Max in a business suit. In front of him were Balthazor, Tina and Don.)
Max: Okay, so hear me out. This right here is not just any good shit. It’s the goddess of good shit for whichever single shit in the universe would commit a genocide. Are you ready to have your minds blown to pieces? So hear me out. (Pulls out a jar of pink blood) Bloooood~.
(After a few seconds of brief silence, Balthazor tried to speak but Max continues his spiel as he added a couple things in the jar of blood.)
Max: Add some sugar, a few swigs of gin, shake it up so the sugar properly dissolves. Unlike fruit-based liquors, you don’t have to wait several months for the sugar to dissolve in their juice. Just a few shakes are more than enough, especially if the blood is fresh thanks to your body leaking it out. And voila!
(As Max demonstrated his recipe, the trio had mixed expressions (Tina covering her mouth before vomiting under the table in disgust, Balthazor looking on in confusion before turning to his wife and Don looking visibly angry) before Momoko shows up in the background to see what was happening.)
Max: This is how you make yourself some… (Takes a sip of the drink) Max Shine.
Don: Christ! Did this year’s Academy Awards fuck you up so badly that your coping solutions are blood liquors?!
Max: Nah, I’m just mad at that stupid yato.
Max: Always busy with work she says yet she decided to procrastinate every weekend with that boyfriend of hers, leaving us here in this broken ass state just long enough for her to forget about her purpose here. (Inhales and exhales) I’m more than just a stupid freelancer that does his job improperly! I deserve some respect here!
Alastor: I swear I just--. (Trips onto the ground and gets up) Shoot. Has anyone seen Husker’s gin bottle?
Max: (shows the radio demon the Max Shine he made) Try this!
Alastor: Hmmm… (sniffs it a little, shrugs, takes a drink and swishes it in his mouth) Hmmm, it needs some ice cubes.
Max: Fuck, I knew it! I’m sorry pal.
Alastor: Well it’s still interesting.
Don: (turns to Haleigh drinking as she was recording) Seriously?! How many shots was that!?
Haleigh: (spits out her sake) Ah shit, I don’t know! Maybe 10 without the credits? (Laughs and wheezes as she knocks onto the ground with her camera)
(The demon couple and Don break the fourth wall and see there was indeed a 10 in the words “Shot_10”)
Don: (deadpan) Very clever.
(As the credits roll, we see Balthazor and Tina sleeping under a willow tree as Momoko was comforting a sulking Don and Haleigh was playing on her Switch.)
Alastor: (offscreen) Oh! Heh heh, I just got that. Very clever! You know, you could also add some lime and salt just like in a margarita.
Max: (offscreen) Nah, I think that would be too much.
(NOTE: Yeah I know this is different from my other posts but I wanted to make this one feel right at home.)
