Grace and Raph can work out snack distribution between themselves. Stiles values his life to much to interfere in any of that business.

The rain doesn't let up, and it causes the residents of Beacon Hills to drive as if water falling from the sky is as unusual as asthmatic sophomores turning into creatures of night, but Stiles manages to navigate the trio to Scott's house safely.

They pull up to an attractive two-story house, characteristic of the neighborhood on the more rural fringes of the town proper, but suspiciously large and well-maintained for a single-parent home of limited means.

"This is our stop," Stiles says. Time to go see a werewolf about... another werewolf.