Ty gets back to the task at hand: trying to fix the towel rack. Apparently, when your plumbing is possessed by the Devil, it can do some serious damage.

The plumbing gives an almighty groan, before the kitchen faucet erupts.

Pretty much as expected. He calls the plumber.

The plumber has no idea what's going on, and apologizes profusely. He probably needs to make a second trip.

Ty thanks him anyway, and puts out some towels.

Scott comes home by the time he's done call everyone he can possibly call.

"...again?"

"I'm telling you, it's some kind of family curse. Ask your mom if she angered any water spirits."

Scott doesn't do that. Scott continues with his rotation, attempts to cook (and mostly fails), and on Friday, he invites his boyfriend over for dinner.

"Scotty, you know how I feel about that guy."

"Ty, 'that guy' is my boyfriend. My mom likes him, my dad hates him: I think I'm doing something right."

"He's creepy. Whatever you guys have going on isn't good for you."

"Kink-shaming doesn't go well with apple, I knew I should've bought pumpkin."

"I'll play nice if I get to choose the dessert next time."

"I'm glad your priorities are all in order."

He sets the table, and waits anxiously by the door.

The door shudders, and then the deadlock snaps shut.

...

Scott tries to unlock the door to their new (great, definitely not haunted) house.

His boyfriend, meanwhile, arrives right on time and knocks politely.

The door rattled again, and there’s a sound like someone saying “Scott” from very far away. 

"Ty, did you say something?"

"No, want me to? I've got plenty to say."

"We just agreed you were being nice tonight. What do you think it is?"

"I don't know, Scott, maybe it's your conscience, telling you to dump him."

"Argh!" Yells the pipes.

"...so do we call an exorcist?"

"Um, hello? Screaming ghost person? Do you exist?"

There is no reply, just the rattle of something in the basement.

"Ty, keep trying the door."

He goes to the basement.