Change comes to the Parish, along with our gang, as they slowly straggle their way back to the Big Liars camp and finally get some much-needed, if not well-deserved, rest. Greg can’t see what all the fuss is about, Ollie has complicated car-feels, and Joe eats the long shrimp.
Against their better Judgement, our gang cuts across the mezzanines to meet with the mysterious voice from Anna’s radio and find more answers and ambushes than they even knew to look for. Greg gives a PSA, Joe spreads the wealth, and Ollie keeps getting caught staring.
Fully deputized and elevating downward into the winding chaos of the inner mezzanines, our gang run their first errand for Tove and The Atlas, only to run right into previously dodged trouble and much more than they quite literally bargained for. It’s a Blast! Greg strikes a pose, Ollie sticks to her guns, and Joe continues his crimes against shellfish.
Trying not to think too hard on their latest harrowing discovery, our gang attempts to neatly finish their errand and manage to sneak in a little time for retail therapy, heartbreak, hallucinogens, and a few familiar faces while they’re at it. Joe finds some local color, Greg falls in love with a tool, and Ollie stumbles backwards into her fortune.