Wuggles is on a ladder working on a light while Morty inspects a burned through gel.
W: The lamp height is fine. We shouldn’t be going through gel like this …
M: I think I know who the culprit could be …
Two La Ropasucia’s play on the grid, pulling out the gel, and, holy shit they can breathe fire! They melt the gel.
“FWOOSH!” the fire goes.
M: ¡LA ROPASUCIA!
Eli is in the theatre seats talking to Morty who is back in the Booth.
E: Are you ready in the booth?
M: Hang on … We’re SORTING out something important.
Wuggles, Steve and Morty are in the booth arguing.
S: (to Wuggles) Is that a question? You’re obviously a HUFFLEPUFF.
W: (to Steve) Oh YEAH?! And what are you supposed to be?
S: (like a douche) RAVENCLAW, KA-DURR.
M: Guys! C’mon, seriously?
M: Steve’s a SLYTHERIN. Wuggles, I’m sorry, but you totally are a HUFFLEPUFF. and I’m clearly a RAVENCLAW.
Morty and Wuggle are in the booth on Headset.
Morty’s soul is ablaze. The fire that consumes her shows through her eyes. Burning, burning.
M: Oh, hell no. NO. Sit your ass down! Dimming lights does not mean go to the bathroom!
Morty attempts to climb over the booth. Wuggles restrains her.
M: Let go of me! They need to be taught a lesson in etiquette!
W: Get back here! We are not doing this again!