The Loud House, Season 7

[The Morticians are all helping Hank with his groundskeeping duties at the cemetery]

Hank:
[trimming a grim reaper-shaped hedge] Thanks for your help with all my groundskeeping duties, kids! Now, don't forget, make sure each and every resident gets some TLC.

Lucy:
[cleaning a gravestone as Haiku sets down a pair of orange chrysanthemums in front of one] Haiku, Caroline doesn't like mums. She's a lilac girl.

Haiku:
Thank you, Lucy. [switches the orange mums for lilac flowers] I almost made a grave mistake. [she and Lucy both laugh monotonously]

Dante:
[driving around on a tractor mower] Hang on, Virgil! I'm gonna pop the wheelie! [speed pasts Morpheus]

Morpheus:
[annoyed] Stop hogging the mower, Dante! Gah, worst sharer ever! [groans after Dante drives past him again, blowing grass blades at him]

Boris:
[playing his keyboard] Boris is jamming on the keys. Any requests from the dead? [suddenly trips on a headstone and ends up getting four keys in his mouth like teeth]

Bertrand:
Are you okay, Boris?

Boris:
[gets up on his feet and spits out the keys] Boris will live, sadly. [glances down at the mysterious "unknown" headstone] Oh, I've never noticed that headstone before.

Persephone:
Hmm, neither have I. Hank, who's "Unknown"?

Hank:
You got me. I know every inch of this graveyard and I don't remember that grave being here.

Dante:
[gulps nervously, knowing that he was the one who placed it there before] Well, people do kick the bucket all the time, so...

Haiku:
How tragic that someone would pass and remain nameless for eternity.

Lucy:
As the Morticians Club, it's our duty to right such ghastly wrongs. I say we hold a séance to find out who rests here, then replace this headstone with one with their name.

Dante:
[nervously rushes in front of the headstone] No! I don't think we should disturb their eternal slumber. You know how hard it is to go back to sleep when somebody wakes you up.

Lucy:
A valid point, Dante.

[Dante smiles and sighs in relief]

Boris:
Boris can play him some nice, soothing bedtime music. [plays a daunting tune on his keyboard, making Dante facepalm and groan in despair]

Lucy:
Great idea, Boris. All those in favor? [the other members, except Dante, raise their hands and agree] Let the record show that the motion passes with much enthusiasm.