Promising but maladroit young tech genius Richard Hendricks finds out his arch-rival, Gavin Belson, a petty, vindictive, scheming billionaire who has tried to destroy him more than once holds the patent that would make his dream project come true.
So of course, like any normal person, he ventures out, in the dead of night, to pay a visit to said powerful arch-rival's big dark castle in Romania... ahem... his humongous mansion in Silicon Valley.
Oh, have I mentioned that our techie has also lost one of his sneakers in the process, and is walking into Drac... Gavin's driveway with a mismatched pair of shoes?
Little Red Ridden Hoodie walks up to Big Bad Belson's front door, and of course it's decorated with the haut-relief of a lion ("in repose", as Jared would put it).
The Wolf himself answers the door, all glistening dark eyes, motions him in with a raised eyebrow and a countenance that says: "Well, DO come in, my damsel in distress - but at your own peril."
And I mean, in comes Twinklarella, lowering his hoodie and coquettishly fluffing out his ginger curls, as he blushingly glances with his big blue doe-eyes at the very same CEO who promised him during a heated phone call that he would BEND HIM OVER HIS DESK AND F*CK HIM SO HARD...
Now, tell me, in all seriousness, with such lore (both internal and referencing classic narratives like Cinderella, Little Red Riding Hood, Dracula), how is one not supposed to immediately launch a thousand ships for these two?!!
