Everyone is playing a heated game of Truth or Dare when Sarr checks his watch
Sarr: Shoot! I have to go!
Jackie: Shoot? When have you become a saint? Every time you get hurt, your like a sailor!
Sarr: Yeah, well, whatever. See you, ladies~
SD: Do you have to go?
Sarr: I know you love me, but I have somewhere to be. *leaves, poking a cork through the bullet hole from earlier*
SD: Hey Gracie, could I have my matches back?
Benito: That was a close call, SD...You might just lose all fire privileges.
SD: Aw, no fair!
Isabella: Dude, you did almost light her foot on fire...
SD: That was an accident!
Jackie: Oh well...
Benito: Who wants to make cookies?
Isabella: I do, I do!
The girls go on and make cookies. After a while, Gracie lights a candle and burns her fingers, dropping the match. SD goes to put out the fire and ends up passing out, burning her fur. Jackie and Isabella get them all out of the apartment and call a fire department. Th