Episode Eighteen Cringy first dates: delicious as ripe apples.

Rhysy has many bar prospects and Az and Feyre bond over trying to guess which tramp will win Rhys's affections at Rita's - Rhys needs to grow a set and tell Feyre the goss but he is waiting for "the right moment" of course...Feyre show some jealousy or something to give him an 'in' for goodness sake. Perusing Rhys's body isn't subtle enough.... Lets go to the Summer Court to visit Tarquin, who is easy to love, with watery eyes, not in the drippy way, in the Billie Eilish "ocean eyes way" you know? Amren is HARSH as fuck as usual... condolences of course...