'“Heartbreak, heartbreak, go away,” I chant, waving a shaky, drunk hand over the potion, “Never come another day.”'

In this, each holiday has their own village (similar to The Nightmare Before Christmas), and it's almost Halloween. Gertrude drunkenly casts a spell after being dumped by her werewolf boyfriend and is now, consequently, spending the week before Halloween literally bound to a vampire. This is like that chocolate with the chili pepper in it; sweet with some fire at the end.

'Friends, I remind myself. We’re just friends that are tied together by a potion.'