There are other more lyrical and critical reviews for HOW TO TALK TO GIRLS AT PARTIES, so I'll settle for my base reader reaction:

Holy fucking shit, I was expecting a classic Gaiman twist ending, but holy fucking shit, he did it, he freaking did it, that utterly brilliant bastard, stoke the flames, throw on some logs, release the hellfire my queens, you slay who you need to slay, I'm p sure Vic deserves it; this art is fantastic btw

Also: Enn, you are freaking dense peanut.

Another fantastic romp! This is the one where Bertie pretends to be Gussie, Gussie pretends to be Bertie, Cats pretends to be Meadows, and Bertie falls in love with Haddock. What ho! A hunting we will go!