Cupid Was Eaten By a Nithling

Valentine's Day dances are not usual in the House, full of emotionally-stunted immortal beings where "love" is a foreign word. So, then, how does one go about getting dates? Monday and Tuesday mull this question over, Friday's Dawn tries to ask a friend, and Sunday and the Piper place a bet on their own dates. As Sir Thursday said- "Things are bound to go wrong, but who cares?"