Well, I see red windows. That's not bad at all. Let's go inside and see whether I like that as much as the outside.
Uh, I don't think that's such a good idea...
What are you so excited about?
I love pink! It's the prettiest color ever.
Okay...well, looks like your neighbors are here! You should go say hi.
And it would be all people you can't touch. Oh well, might as well make friends. You'll need them to get to the top in Law Enforcement.
What do you mean, I can't touch?
Uh...well, you want a family and all, right?
Well, you can't touch Lola or Irfan because they're already married, and Gilbert is...involved.
Oh pooh. But wait a minute, who is Tall, Blonde and Handsome walking by my door?
Note to self: If ever you want Gilbert dead, have him dye his hair back.
I invited him in for my paltry dinner of bologna sandwiches. I was so embarrassed, but I never learned to cook.
Don't feel bad Belladonna, I can't cook either. By the way, can I call you Bella? Your full name is a mouthful.
Miss, I just happened to walk by, and I had to stop and say that you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.
Oh my, thank you.
I don't know, but he complimented me, so he's a man with good eyes.
I think Douglas is totally hot.
So that's who Tall, Blonde and Handsome is.
I don't know though, Alan is really cute too.
You just like blondes. Geez, if Gilbert was blonde, you'd be fawning over him too.
I don't think so. I have better standards than that! Those shoes of his are just disgusting.
And Alan's entire outfit?
Can be changed. Or just stripped off and burned.
Okay, "Those who cannot do, teach." I cannot teach.
But Bella, you're so close!
No, I want to be in the police.
Hello Belladonna, I'm glad you finally accepted my offer for a date.
Well, you wouldn't stop asking.
So to finally get him to stop calling...
Belladonna Nightshade, I think I'm in love with you.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold your horses dude!
Ask him how much he has.
And he's flat broke. Oh no, that's not going to work. Bella, you still have Alan's number?
I think I can fall in love with you too.
*through clenched teeth* Ignoring you.
You'll regret that.
Douglas Wilkie, marry me.
I thought you'd never ask!
I think I'm going to be sick.
Yes, yes, of course I'll marry you.
Belladonna, one look at you and I knew that you were the one for me. I want to grow old with you and shower you in gifts befitting a queen.
Oh, Douglas, there's so much I want to say, but all I can say is, *giggle* I love you to death!
And his fate is sealed with a kiss.
$575?! God, you're even broker than I thought.
Now that we're Mr. and Mrs. Wilkie, I have a proposition for you.
Now there's a good idea...
Belladonna, make me a father.
I gotta find a real job. This Team Mascot thing is not working.
Oh yeah, before I forget...
LTW: Become Chief of Staff
And the rest really doesn't matter, because he'll probably be dead before the week is out. But I need something to justify it with Bella. Hmm... well, while I plot his demise, let's check the backpack. He might be another Kennedy Cox.
Holy moly! Uh, Bella, I think you can get that kitten now.
Yay! He's so small. I think I'll call him Neve.
It's Spanish for snow. And he looks like a little snowball.
Is that... Ha! Gotcha!
Oh Belladonna, you got promoted, wonderful. Douglas is not really a blonde!
Nope, he's really a redhead. Check out his stubble when you go to sleep.
Oh, he has stubble? That's so sexy.
Red stubble, Belladonna. Remember that.
*sigh* And you're pregnant. Wait, this may be a good thing. *checks wants panel* Yes, this is good. Go to sleep, Bella. You'll need your rest.
Oh cool, a pool.
Bye-bye buddy boy.
Okay, I'm really tired, and I can't get out! Bella, I need help!
Oh be quiet! She's asleep! And carrying your child! Show some appreciation and just die quietly!You know this drowning looks really suspicious. I mean, what kind of idiot would jump into a pool without a ladder to climb back out of?
*points to pool* That one.Whatever. Come and take him away.And you are officially a widow, Bella. Sorry, but it had to be done. Bella? Bella? Oh you poor, poor woman.Still sleeping? Very good. Let's get rid of this. Pleasant dreams, Bella.
Oh my God, he's dead!
Oh boy, I see that you can't stay in here and stay sane. It's time to get you a new place.
Next time: Bella's new place! The next husband! Baby Nightshade-I mean, Wilkie! Ugh... And yet another baby will be on its way!