Eames is a were-unicorn, and Arthur is the architect unknowingly out to destroy Eames' home. The rest is just a fairytale love story.

David stared up at him as he came to the table, and then Cook put a hand on David's shoulder and leaned over him. There was a really—really—weird moment when David thought for a second that Cook was about to—was going to—and David's stomach squeezed into a tiny knot, but Cook was just reaching over to grab the jacket he'd left on his seat.

Parker recruits Eliot for a side job. Comedy and horror ensue.