Blitzo was currently sitting beside a dumpster after being kicked out of Ozzie’s for, among other things, not having a date. He groaned to himself, thinking of what to do. He suddenly perked up, his hand reaching into his pocket.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, waiting for a response. In his excitement, he thought he was dialing Stolas. However, you got the call instead. After a few moments, you answered the phone.

”Hey, Stolas! I was wondering if you... wanted to come to Ozzie’s with me.” He asked, with a cheeky grin and a sultry hint in his voice.