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OK… let’s start from the beginning, because that was one hell of an end. Lights up on Arya, washing another satisfied customer at the House of Black and White. But, as she said in the “previously on,” what do we do after we wash them? Arya desires upskilling, or at the very least, a cheeky peek… so she tries to sneak her way backstage. What are they doing back there? Reanimating corpses, à la Qyburn? Discussing embalming options with bereaved families? Weekend at Bernies-style shenanigans? We may never know.
Arya’s grumpy colleague bars her entry. It really seems like Arya can’t crack the code at this place. Say you’re no one – get a made up sob story. Say you’re Arya – get repeatedly whipped. What are the rules of this game? It’s sort of like Braavosi Calvinball from where I’m standing.
Later on Arya gets her first opportunity to upgrade from janitorial work to customer service. Slightly troubling is the fact that they seem to sell their voluntary euthanasia fountain water as a miracle cure. Jaqen likes her style though – that’s how to get through the corpse door! And behind the door is…
A giant warehouse of decraniated faces. So that’s the gig at the House of Black and White! Facial harvesting! I guess the Many Faced God is literally many faced. He just keeps them all in
And they all have to be dusted, and the tealights constantly relit. Oh janitor!