(Narrator is seen running around the stage looking for Bob as the curtain goes up)
Meathead: This is ridiculous, running from a doorbell. Next time it rings, I’m going to get it.
Elise: The note said not too. Maybe we should listen to Emily.
Jen: Yeah, there’s got to be a reason.
Christy: Knowing Emily, it’s probably something that we couldn’t think up.
Meathead: (Scoffs) she’s not that smart.
Taylor: I think Christy meant she’s insane.
Meathead: Oh… well, she’s not that insane either.
Sam: And you are?
Meathead: Yup.
(Sam and Christy snicker.)
Taylor: You think she’ll be here soon?
Jen: I hope she is. I don’t even know any of you guys.
(Door bells rings)
Meathead: I’ll get it. (He puffs out his chest)
Taylor: No! Natty, the note said not too.
Meathead: Since when do Emily and I listen to each other?
Christy: He’s got a point there, you know.
(Door bell rings multiple times)
Elise: (muttering) something unknown this way comes.
(Meathead strides forward confidently to open the door but Emily magically appears and pokes him in the ribs)
Emily: No touchy the door, mate.
Everyone: Emily!
Emily: In the flesh.
Meathead: Why can’t I open the door?
Emily: (Rolls eyes) you’re the doughboy, not a housemate.
Meathead: (Also rolls eyes) wanna bet?
(The housemate song)
(Everyone laughs, even Jen even though she’s still kind of confused.)
(Doorbell rings again, and Emily flings it open. Everyone gasps.)
Guy: Pizza. Haven’t you guys ever heard the commercial? ‘Get the door, it’s dominoes?’
(Jen, Sam, and Taylor make crosses with their fingers at him)
Emily: That’s why you can’t get the door. (She shudders) Could you imagine eating Dominoes?
(All Buffalonions present shudder as well.)
Guy: So, you don’t want the pizza?
Buffalonians: NO!
Guy: Alright, alright. Jeesh. (Guy leaves)
Meathead: What’s wrong with Dominoes?
Jen: Are you insane?
Emily: No, he’s a southerner.
Jen: Oh, that would explain it.
Taylor: Yup. So, we gunna have any good pizza?
Emily: Yup! I ordered some from Imperial Pizza.
Buffalonians: Whoo, good pizza!
Meathead: (muttering) I still don’t see what’s wrong with Dominoes.
(End)