It had been said that nothing could occupy the minds of the monsters of Halloween Town more than planning Halloween. This would be correct, after all there were only two months to go.
But Jack has found that there is something to distract even them.
You will not hear him approach; his steps through the forest from his pumpkin door are, as always, light. He takes his preferred route over the roof, before sliding down the chimney and landing lightly over the fire fish. He dusts the ash from his suit, then approaches the bar.
"Dear Lady Bar I do require,
A book if you please, on the double,
On how to plan a wedding for,
A king and queen of spooky trouble..."
Bar produces a copy of the
Gothic Wedding Planner. Jack, amused by her quickness, picks it up and smiles.
"Thank you." he says.
After a few minutes of reading, he asks for a piece of black cardboard, and scribes in silver pen:
'To all of Halloween Town,
You are summoned to attend the wedding of King Jack and Miss Sally.
Failure to attend will result in being forced to dig a large pit, which you will then be thrown into.
Dark refreshments will be available.'Can't have them thinking he's gone soft, now.