The Real Alphas of Nyros was currently on a commercial break that Stepdad desperately needed.
The Gods dragged their immortal asses off screen five and went to inspect the rest of the zoo.
FIRST SCREEN: So You Think You Can Mage
The sandwich guy put the black-market feathers where the sun don't shine and the Coast Guard don't dive. Brennan's celebrating with food.
SECOND SCREEN: The Apprentice
Beta Boy is still in his seat. No "You're Fired" yet. Door Kid is next to him. Both of them watching Stepdad lose the table like a man drowning in a kiddie pool, equally confused.
THIRD SCREEN: Say Yes to the Arrest
Kiss count: Five. The resurrected king and felon are still on their date, thinking the Luminari just take trespassing really seriously. Someone please tell them the HOA do not usually arrive armed. Tailing Cop Count: twenty-plus. Passion is one word for it. SWAT is another.
FOURTH SCREEN: Whose Crime Is It Anyway?
