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Midnight Burger
Chapter 3: The Ex Stops By.
Music:
SFX: the diner is very busy.
Gloria:
Leif are you back there?
Leif:
Yeah, what’s up?
Gloria:
I don’t know where we are right now but I’m getting all kinds of crazy orders and I don’t know what to do with them.
Leif:
It’s looking like Harlan County, Kentucky. About 1934-ish.
Gloria:
Well that explains why the sexism AND the racism are jumping out. I don’t know what’s happened more times, me getting my ass grabbed or someone calling me “Señorita”.
Leif:
These are all striking coal miners, if it makes you feel any better half of these guys are going to have their legs broken by a Pinkerton by the end of the week.
Gloria:
That does not make me feel better at all.
Leif:
Sorry, too dark?
Gloria:
Look they’re ordering Mutton, Burgoo, and something called a Hot Brown.
Leif:
Yeah, I’ve got that. How many Hot Brown?
Gloria:
Seven all day. Where is Caspar?
Leif:
Emergency inventory. We’re having some serious stock issues.
Effie:
Alright, brothers and sisters, this is Calamity Jane comin’ to you from Union Radio USA. Union or die!
Sfx: The diner cheers.
Effie:
Just remember when you’re toiling out there on the picket line: when the coal stops, they freeze, when the bosses go on strike, nobody notices a goddamn thing! This next one is a classic. I want to hear you singing from the Hood to the Holler, and remember: at least the President knows your boss is a son of a bitch!
Sfx: The diner cheers.
Song: WHich side are you on by the Almanac Singers
Gloria:
Effie, what’s up with the spicy language?... Effie?
Zebulon:
(Whispering) Psst. Gloria.
Gloria:
Hey.
Zebulon:
In situations such as these my wife and I tend to play along so as not to spook the yokels.
Gloria:
Oh. Got it. Who is Calamity Jane?
Zebulon:
It’s a radio personality my wife will adopt from time to time of a hard drinking and swearing populist. It’s very sinful but the Lord does tend to forgive, and she does tend to enjoy it.
Gloria:
And you enjoy it a little bit, too?
Zebulon:
Well I...
Gloria:
Your secret’s safe with me, Pastor. Where’s Ava?
Zebulon:
Ava also finds herself at home in such hardscrabble environs. I imagine there’ll be a sing along any time now.
Ava:
Sing, you bastards! WHICH SIDE ARE YOU ON? WHICH SIDE ARE YOU ON?
Sfx: Sound slowly fades on Ava leading the diner in a sing along.
Sfx: Door chime
Gloria:
Thanks for coming by, everyone. Go Union!
Sfx: Door chime
Gloria:
Sheesh. I haven’t worked a shift like that in years.
Ava:
Coal miners rule. They all smell like brimstone.
Caspar:
Okay, emergency inventory is done. Gloria, sorry I left you alone, did it go okay?
Gloria:
You owe my feet an apology.
Caspar:
I apologize to your feet, but the walk-in is in crisis mode and we need to go shopping.
Ava:
Shopping spree!
Gloria:
I was going to ask about that. How do you restock? Do you just wait for a location with a grocery store?
Caspar:
The walk-in magically regenerates stock on its own but it regenerates at random. Sometimes we have to do some emergency shopping until we get a new quote-unquote delivery.
Gloria:
Same with the deep-freeze?
Caspar:
We don’t like to talk about the deep-freeze. Leif?
Leif:
Okay, I’ve got cash here. Are you doing dry goods or produce?
Caspar:
I’ll do dry goods, you do produce and meat.
Leif:
Awesome. 1934 Kentucky? There’s going to be some amazing lard out there.
Gloria:
You have 1934 American currency just laying around?
Leif:
I make it with the pasta maker.
Gloria:
Wow. Health code violation.
Ava:
Give me money.
Caspar:
Where are you going?
Ava:
I’m headed over to the old-timey tobacconist to buy some smokey treats. Hopefully he’ll refer to it as “ tabaki”.
Leif:
Gloria, do you want some money?
Gloria:
I think I’ve had enough local flavor for one day, I’m going to put my feet up.
Caspar:
Okay, I think we’ve got about four hours until we lift off. Don’t get left behind, guys.
Ava:
Sing it with me!
Everyone:
WHICH SIDE ARE YOU ON? WHICH SIDE ARE YOU ON?
SFX: DOOR CHIME.
Effie:
Gloria, if you don’t mind my husband and I are going to retire as well. After my turn as Calamity Jane we always need to pray together.
Gloria:
Yeah, you do.
Zebulon:
Enjoy your quietude.
Effie:
Move quickly, husband.
Gloria:
(Sighing) Hey Gloria. It’s Gloria. Just wanted to check in with you. You just worked an entire shift in 1934 Kentucky in a time-traveling, dimension-spanning diner. You know, normal shit.
Sfx: something matrializing in the parking lot.
Sfx: Door chime.
Sfx: high heels walking in.
Gloria:
Oh. Hi there. Can I help you?
The Ex:
You are not Caspar.
Gloria:
No, I’m not. You’re looking for Caspar?
The Ex:
You are Gloria.
Gloria:
How do you know my name?
The Ex:
From Arizona.
Gloria:
Uh...
The Ex:
Baby, how long are we going to do this? I feel like I haven’t seen you for weeks.
Gloria:
Ricky, I can’t let up now. Things are happening, it’s going really well.
The Ex:
It’s going well for you, how about us?
Gloria:
It usually takes two years for a restaurant to turn a profit. We’re turning a profit after six months.
The Ex:
We didn’t even need the money.
Gloria:
Well, what is that supposed to mean?
The Ex:
Why do you think I worked so hard to get a promotion? So I could support you guys.
Gloria:
Who is “you guys”?
The Ex:
Never mind, I’m not doing this now.
Gloria:
Ricky, where are you going?
Sfx: Door chime
Gloria:
Ricky, don’t walk out, come on we need to talk about stuff like WHAT THE FUCK... What just happened? Effie, Zebulon, are you guys there?... What is happening?
Sfx: door chime
Ava:
Miracle of miracles, the old-timey tobacconist is also the moonshine guy. His mentally slow son will be delivering three jugs any minute now.
Gloria:
Why are you back so soon?
Ava:
I’ve been gone for an hour.
Gloria:
What?!
Ava:
What’s going on?
Gloria:
Something weird just happened.
Ava:
Oh. Lovely. What?
Gloria:
A woman came in and said she was looking for Caspar and then before I knew it I was arguing with her like she was Ricky, my possessive ex-boyfriend.
Ava:
Oh fucking hell.
Sfx: Door chime
Leif:
Okay, produce is on the way. I hope everyone likes rhubarb, it’s going to be in every dish for a while.
Ava:
Leif.
Leif:
What? Shit. What’s happening?
Ava:
Tell him what you told me.
Gloria:
A woman came in and I started arguing with her like she was my ex-boyfriend.
Leif:
Oh fucking hell.
Gloria:
Who is she?
Ava:
A pain in my ass, is who she is.
Leif:
We don’t know who she is. She comes around every once and a while and makes our lives hell.
Ava:
We started calling her The Ex.
Leif:
She’s some sort of trans-dimensional being. When you interact with her she takes on the persona of your most prominent Ex and you have no choice but to argue with her.
Ava:
She’s the universal embodiment of all exes.
Gloria:
Gross.
Ava:
Right?
Gloria:
Is she dangerous?
Leif:
No.
Ava:
Just interminable.
Gloria:
Okay. That’s really annoying but It’s fine, right? I mean, I’ve argued with Ricky nine thousand times before, what’s one more?
Leif:
It’s complicated.
Ava:
Caspar is terrified of her.
Gloria:
So am I.
Ava:
No, I mean it’s bad. He kind of loses it.
Gloria:
Whoa. What’s going on there?
Ava:
Nobody knows.
Gloria:
Have you tried asking?
Leif:
When she comes by we pretend we’re a dysfunctional Midwestern family and just don’t talk about it.
Gloria:
It’s that bad?
Ava:
Watch.
Sfx: Door chime
Caspar:
Okay I got flour, cornmeal, and salt but he was out of sugar which is surprising considering the state of the teeth in this town.
Ava:
Caspar.
Caspar:
What?
Ava:
She’s back.
Caspar:
Who’s back?
Ava:
Her, Caspar.
Caspar:
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
Ava:
No.
Caspar:
Where is she?
Ava:
We don’t know. She did a drive-by on Gloria and then walked out.
Caspar:
She could be fucking anywhere, then.
Ava:
Yes, but we know she’ll end up here.
Caspar:
Of course she’ll end up here, she’s a goddamn emotional terrorist!
Leif:
It’s going to be fine-
Caspar:
Lock the doors. Did we lock the doors?
Ava:
We’ve tried that before, locked doors don’t stop her.
Caspar:
Oh, okay. Let’s just sit here then and let this psychopath pick away at us, what a great idea!
Leif:
We’ll keep her away from you, okay?
Caspar:
It’s not just me! It’s not just me, it’s all of us! She traumatizes all of us!
Ava:
I mean, to varying degrees.
Caspar:
Don’t you start with me!
Ava:
Okay, I’m putting you in the walk-in.
Caspar:
Leif, lock the doors. Board up the doors! Have we tried that?
Ava:
Get in there. Go.
Caspar:
How long are we going to endure this shit? Seriously, have we tried lamb’s blood on the doors?!
Sfx: walk-in door closes. Caspar heard ranting from behind the door.
Gloria:
Wow. I’m going to steer clear of that.
Ava:
Good idea.
Gloria:
Well shit, okay, what happens now?
Ava:
Misery. We wait here, she comes by at random and we try and keep her away from Caspar until she loses interest and leaves.
Gloria:
That’s it?
Ava:
Isn’t that what exes do? They show up, acting casual, then you realize they want to rehash some argument that they never got emotional gratification for and then when they realize they’re not going to get that gratification they suddenly have a plane to catch or something.
Zebulon:
Hey there, y’all. We’re back and feeling refreshed, what did we miss?
Leif:
The Ex is back.
Effie:
Aw, snails.
Zebulon:
Again with this abomination?
Effie:
Where’s Caspar?
Leif:
Ava locked him in the walk-in.
Effie:
Good lookin’ out.
Leif:
You know what though? Caspar’s right. This woman is an emotional terrorist and we shouldn’t have to put up with this bullshit.
Gloria:
Maybe “terrorist” is overstating it?
Leif:
Is it? She strikes at random and provokes overblown responses.
Ava:
I think we’ve tried everything at this point, Leif, I think we just have to eat it.
Leif:
I’ve been thinking about her, though.
Effie:
Oh, Lord.
Ava:
That always goes well.
Leif:
We keep calling her a trans-dimensional being but what if she’s not?
Ava:
What is she instead?
Leif:
A construct. Like an A.I..
Gloria:
Someone made an Ex-Bot?
Leif:
Exactly.
Gloria:
Why would someone do that?
Leif:
Well that’s a whole other line of questioning, my question is, if you were a trans-dimensional entity would you really spend all of your time confronting people about their failed relationships?
Ava:
You’re saying because of her narrow agenda, her existence has to be deliberate somehow?
Leif:
This is what I’m saying.
Ava:
Hm. So let’s say you’re right. Let’s say some mad scientist somewhere made an Ex-Bot to wander the multi-verse and get into other peoples’ business. God knows why someone would do that but they also made six Transformers movies so...
Gloria:
How does that change what we do?
Leif:
I say, if she’s an emotional terrorist it’s time for us to, y’know, drone strike a wedding.
Gloria:
Okay, Leif, again-
Leif:
Sorry, too dark again, what I mean is let’s go on the offensive.
Zebulon:
We support you in your endeavors, Leif, but what are the steps to this particular square-dance?
Leif:
It would start with you two. Effie, Zebulon, how old were you two when you met?
Effie:
Zebulon was eleven and I had just turned twelve.
Leif:
And you’ve never been with anyone else, right?
Zebulon:
No we have not. We were affianced upon my fifteenth birthday and we have been together ever since, for our marriage is made strong my a singular truth.
Effie:
That divorce is an abomination.
Zebulon:
And that we love each other very much.
Effie:
Yes, also that.
Leif:
So when she walks in I want you guys to hit her with the story of how you met and fell in love. People without exes would be outside of her parameters and she would need to recalibrate. While she’s distracted we all go at her, all at the same time.
Ava:
Go at her how?
Leif:
We don’t wait for her to argue with us, we start arguing with her like she’s our ex. All of us at the same time.
Ava:
You want to try and overload her processor.
Leif:
Exactly.
Ava:
If your theory is correct and she has one.
Leif:
I’m telling you, I’m right about this.
Gloria:
Is that going to be enough?
Leif:
It’s worth a shot. But listen, we’ve really got to go for it, though. All the things you wanted to say to your ex but never did? Let it all hang out, get uncomfortable with it because she’s not going to hold back on us.
Ava:
God, this is going to suck.
Gloria:
It’s going to be terrible.
Effie:
Dear, remind me to give thanks to Jesus for never having to date.
Zebulon:
We’ll remind each other.
Leif:
Are we together on this? I feel like we have a plan.
Ava:
I guess.
Gloria:
But I don’t want to.
Leif:
Hey, if this works, we’ll never have to deal with this nonsense again. Are we in?
Ava:
We’re in.
Gloria:
Fine.
Effie:
We’re glad to help however we can, Leif.
Leif:
Okay. Good. Have there been any sightings of her since first contact?
Gloria:
No.
Leif:
Let’s keep our eyes out the window so we can see her coming.
Ava:
I really was having a good day.
Gloria:
I liked escaping my old life. Now, here it comes again.
Leif:
What’s going on across the street?
Ava:
Is it a party or something?
Gloria:
That’s not a party, that’s a bar fight.
Leif:
Oh, that’s got to be her.
Ava:
Definitely her brand of chaos.
Leif:
Keep your eyes on the bar. When she starts heading here, everybody hide.
Gloria:
So, what’s yours?
Ava:
My ex? Ugh. Chad.
Gloria:
You literally dated a guy named Chad?
Ava:
Look, there are Chads out there in the wild. There’s nothing we can do about it.
Gloria:
How often did he wear a polo shirt?
Ava:
He owned a bakery, okay? You’d be surprised what you put up with when free baked goods are added to the equation. And he wore a polo shirt 90% of the time.
Gloria:
Why did you break up?
Ava:
Because his name was Chad but his personality was also named Chad, know what I mean?
Gloria:
Oh yeah.
Ava:
We actually broke up twice. I was working at Jet Propulsion Laboratory at the time, we were having a party and needed a cake. I snuck into his bakery and stole one and that somehow led to us having to break up again even though we had already broken up.
Gloria:
You seriously stole one of his cakes?
Ava:
I had put in the hours. I worked for that cake. Who was Ricky?
Gloria:
Ricky was a good guy, he was just old fashioned. He wanted me to stay home and crank out babies like a playdough fun factory.
Ava:
Babies are gross.
Gloria:
Sometimes I think we could’ve made it work, and then there’s a voice in my head that says “Yeah, sure, just as long as you literally change who you are entirely.” So... How about you Leif?
Leif:
B’jolanth.
Ava:
Oh, I remember her. God, she was annoying.
Leif:
Hey, I loved her.
Ava:
Aren’t the men on her planet an alternative food source?
Leif:
No, they hardly ever do that anymore.
Gloria:
Why’d you guys break up?
Ava:
Don’t ask-
Leif:
Our genitals weren’t compatible.
Ava:
Overshare.
Leif:
Look, it’s a problem. You’re a single guy out there wandering various star systems, eventually it rears it’s ugly head.
Ava:
I’ll say! Zing.
Leif:
Shit.
Gloria:
Oh, fuck. Here she comes.
Leif:
Everybody hide. Zeb, Effie, you guys ready?
Zebulon:
We’re going to wistfully recall like we’ve never wistfully recalled before.
Leif:
That’s what I’m talking about.
Zebulon:
What are you’re thoughts, my love? Banjo?
Effie:
No, no dear. Mountain Dulcimer.
Zebulon:
Indeed.
Sfx: Door chime. High Heels walking.
The Ex:
Where is Caspar?
Song: Mountain Dulcimer music.
Zebulon:
I can still remember the day I first saw you. How the mountains split the clouds like the shears of a dressmaker. I sat atop the pig shelter, having just visited with my favorite sow, Pansy, when you and your Daddy crested the nearby hills. You were silhouetted by the morning sun. It was the rest of my life headed towards me, though I would never know it.
The Ex:
Scanning for target.
Effie:
I was different that morning, when I awoke. Our fathers had business to discuss and with my mother visiting her ailing sister in Booneville I knew I must accompany him. As we headed out the door my father asked “Honey, where is Maybelle?” Maybelle was my dolly, and I had not been without her at my side since I was given her at the age of six. Yet, for some reason that morning I had left Maybelle behind. It was the first time I could feel a change in the air.
Zebulon:
I was so nervous as she approached. I turned to Pansy and said “Pansy, my girl, what am I to say to her if she speaks to me? I’ve never seen someone like her.”
Effie:
And I recall thinking “I’ve never seen someone so attached to a pig. Especially someone who’s family has dedicated themselves to so efficiently turning said pigs into chops and shoulders.”
Zebulon:
Honey, please, it’s a sensitive subject.
Effie:
Dear, I’m only recalling how your true first love had a snout and a curly tail.
Zebulon:
I believe there still may be some Calamity Jane lingering within you, my love.
Effie:
Perhaps you have an Ex after all and the break-up happened at supper time!
The Ex:
Target not acquired.
Leif:
NOW!
Gloria:
Rickey, you can’t just walk out while we’re fighting, what the hell?
The Ex:
What do you care? I’m just another thing on your little list. You handle me the same way you handle the damn tortilla vendors.
Ava:
Chad, why do you have to be like this?
The Ex:
I invite you for a couples weekend and the next thing I know you’re gone. You showing up here just because you need something makes you a shitty person.
Ava:
Well you using the term “couples weekend” makes YOU a shitty person.
Leif:
My love, this just isn’t going to work.
The Ex:
Oh Leif, don’t say such things. Whatever challenges we face, we’ll face them together.
Leif:
We’re literally two different species, I think that’s more than a challenge.
Gloria:
That’s not fair.
The Ex:
None of this shit is fair, Gloria. I’m a good guy. I’m good to you. I’m always on the back burner.
Gloria:
Do you ever, for one second, acknowledge the stress that I’m under?
The Ex:
You mean the stress that you cause yourself? You mean the stress that you volunteered for without even asking me?
Gloria:
Oh, “asking you”?
The Ex:
Couples weekends are nice-
Ava:
They’re a fucking car show, Chad. Everyone shows up with their hot rod-
The Ex:
Fuck this.
Ava:
(To herself) Fucking bread-pimp.
The Ex:
You can’t let that stand in the way of true love.
Leif:
Honey, you lay eggs.
The Ex:
Why do you keep bringing that up?!
Leif:
It’s an important detail.
The Ex:
We’re in a relationship. You came home one day with a business loan.
Gloria:
You knew this was a dream of mine.
The Ex:
It wasn’t a dream of mine!
Gloria:
I know all about your dreams. Your dreams all involve me, at home, taking care of children.
The Ex:
You stole a cake from my shop!
Ava:
You were being a dick!
The Ex:
That cake was going to a funeral.
Ava:
Who the fuck has cake at a funeral?
The Ex:
They were from Thailand, it’s a cultural thing!
The Ex:
(To Leif)) Why do you get so paralyzed by details?
Leif:
Sometimes you can overlook things. “She’s a really great girl, unfortunately she’s a Juggalo” you can get past stuff like that. “She’s a really great girl but I’d have to build her a hen house” that’s different.
The Ex:
You told me you wanted kids.
Gloria:
I also want to go to Spain. Y’know, SOMEDAY. When it’s THE RIGHT TIME TO GO TO SPAIN.
Ava:
I don’t want to ever see your face ever again for as long as I live.
The Ex:
I don’t know your friends seem to like me an awful lot. Could I be that bad?
Ava:
Yes.
The Ex:
You know, I figured you out. You don’t know what’s good for you.
Ava:
Oh my God.
The Ex:
There is literally no reason why you and I can’t make this happen. I’m good looking, I’m a successful businessman, I’m great at parties, do you have any idea how many times I’ve won “best frosting” in the L.A. Weekly?
The Ex:
(To Gloria) You’re constantly making excuses for us to not be together.
Leif:
My biological makeup is making the excuses.
The Ex:
Things haven’t been the same since you met my parents.
Leif:
They tried to kill me!
The Ex:
It’s tradition!
The Ex:
When is “someday”? Can you tell me that? Because I’ve been waiting.
Gloria:
It’s not today. And the more you act like this the further away it gets.
The Ex:
Oh you’re threatening me now?
Gloria:
I’m saying you fighting with me like this does not exactly put me in a baby-making mood.
The Ex:
I wasted two years of my life on you.
Gloria:
Wasted? Get the fuck out of here!
Leif:
Baby, look. I know you believe that as long as we have love that we can overcome any obstacle. But love isn’t a cure-all, it’s just a starting point. Do I love you? Yes. Do we have anything else going for us? No. Sometimes you fall in love and the universe says “No, Dude. Sorry.”
Ava:
You know I’ve figured you out too Chad. You were probably a Freshman in college, right? And you said to yourself “what makes me a valuable human being”? Successful and hip business. Check. Well groomed beard. Check. Stylish haircut. Check. Sexy girlfriend. Check. Award winning frosting. Check. Check check check check check. The frosting is the problem, Chad. You’re all frosting. Where’s the fucking cake?
The Ex:
You’ll be... You’ll be... You’ll be... Back.. You’ll... Back. You’ll...
Leif:
Stand back, she might explode.
The Ex:
I OBVIOUSLY... DESERVE BETTER... THAN YOOOOOOOOOU-
Sfx: electricity arcs through the room. The Ex falls to the ground.
Gloria:
Oh my God. Did we do it?
Leif:
I think we did.
Gloria:
That was kind of cathartic.
Ava:
I kind of want to do it again.
Leif:
Nice work, you guys.
Gloria:
Caspar’s going to be thrilled.
Leif:
Yeah, we should let him out.
Ava:
I’ll get him.
Sfx: ava knocking on the walk-in door.
Caspar:
(Through the Walk-In door) Is she gone?
Ava:
Even better. She has been defeated.
Caspar:
What do you mean?
Ava:
Leif had himself a little plan. Turns out your arch-nemesis was a robot.
Caspar:
What? This whole time?
Ava:
Yes.
Caspar:
Let me see.
Ava:
Not so fast, Cowboy.
Caspar:
What?
Ava:
Caspar, why did someone construct an Ex-Bot and send it looking for you across space and time just to confront you about your past relationships?
Caspar:
We’ve never established she was looking for me specifically.
Ava:
The first words out of her mouth are always “Where’s Caspar”.
Caspar:
Look, I don’t know what to tell you. It makes as much sense as anything around here.
Ava:
You can tell me things and it won’t kill you.
Caspar:
I’m not convinced of that. Can you let me out please?
Ava:
Fine.
Sfx: walk-in opens.
Leif:
Hey. Look what we did.
Gloria:
I really needed this. I really got some aggression out.
Effie:
You and me both, sister.
Zebulon:
It will be good for our general comity to be free of this aberration.
Caspar:
It’s a relief, for sure. Thank you, guys. I’m sorry it’s such a mess all the time.
Gloria:
It’s over now, Caspar.
Caspar:
Yeah.
Leif:
We should drag her out to the parking lot before we take off.
Caspar:
I’ll do it. You guys have done enough. Just give me a minute okay?
Ava:
Hey. How about you two come out back and help me bring in the three huge jugs of moonshine I bought?
Leif:
Oh man. That stuff’ll make you go blind.
Ava:
Well, I’ve seen too much anyway. Come on.
Sfx: back door opens.
Caspar:
Alright, Lady. You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here. Let’s go.
The Ex:
You... left... me...
Caspar:
There was nothing left to leave.
The Ex:
We were... in love... it should be... indestructible...
Caspar:
There’s nothing more fragile.
The Ex:
And now... you’ll wander...
Caspar:
I’m not wandering.
Sfx: body being dragged. Door chime. Door chime again.
Caspar:
Enough. Guys, don’t say anything okay?
Effie:
Of course not, Caspar.
Zebulon:
My friend, I must remind you that there is a very thin line between searching and running.
Caspar:
I know which side of that line I’m on.
Zebulon:
I pray that you do.
Sfx: back ddor opening.
Leif:
Jesus, these things are huge.
Gloria:
Why did you get so much?
Ava:
Relax, it’s not like it goes bad. This stuff’ll outlast a young galaxy.
Sfx: three huge jugs being set down on the counter.
Ava:
Caspar. How are you doing?
Caspar:
Effie? How about some drinking music?
Effie:
Amen, Brother.
Ava:
Okay, then.
Sfx: jug being uncorked
Ava:
First one to puke has to clean up everybody else’s puke.
Song: Drinking music of some sort.