Jonathan and his pack don’t stick around, and Connor can’t officially do anything, but Abby takes us all out for a celebratory drink.

It’s a strange thing going to a bar as a pack of werewolves. Most people have no idea that they’re doing it, but they’ll move out of the way, or decide to finish and go home. They may excuse it to themselves one way or another, but we never have any difficulty finding enough tables nearby to bring them all together.

People ...