A wedding yesterday in the rift in the space-time continuum tore apart much of EverAfter manor.
Samovar, intent on marrying some version of her former husband trapped in a small dog was fooled by an ancient agent of darkness that went by the name Reginald.
Much of the Manor was destroyed, save for a bunch of very dodgy pigeons.
On the other side of town, Jasper found his mojo turning his ghostly powers to good.
The talking, now very visible ghost may have some bright things on the horizon and the TV lights and camera may beckon.
No one tried the bouillabaisse.