[color screen shows, elevator music plays]

BLUE: OH MY GOSH A BUS

SHANDRA: seriously? I- okay

BLUE: That’s right! A bus seems to be headed our way! [points at SHANDRA] SHANDRA, sweetie IS THAT OUR BUS?

SHANDRA: Okay, I’m just a simple woman. I have some prize money already, so I’m just going to turn around, pack my bags, and

SHANDRA: risk it all because YES! THAT’S OUR! BUS!

BLUE: *gasp*

BLUE: Then it’s time for Shandra to spin the WHEEL OF BUS and find out if she will survive and be able to join me for dinner.

UMBRELLA: get em girl

[SHANDRA spins the WHEEL OF BUS. It lands on “this bus right here”, with an image of a bus. The BUS pictured on the wheel falls from the ceiling, landing atop FRANCIS.]

FRANCIS: AAAAAAAA

BLUE: Shandra, this is your last chance. IS! THAT! OUR! BUS!

SHANDRA: Yes. yes it is.

BLUE: ALRIGHT THEN, might I see your ticket, Shandra?

[SHANDRA blushes and hands over her TICKET]

FRANCIS: it hurts so much-

BLUE: Shandra. Even your hotness cannot save you, because THAT’S! NOT! OUR! BUS!

[BLUE snaps her fingers and the TORTURE PIT opens behind SHANDRA]

*SHANDRA desperately claws the floor as she is dragged into the TORTURE PIT*

SHANDRA, being sucked into the TORTURE PIT: NOOOOO! PLEEEAAASSSEEEE! I HAVE CHILDREN! AAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHH-

BLUE: Rip Shandra. you were hot.

*awkward pause, with FRANCIS softly moaning in pain*

BLUE: TTTTTTTTTALON! YOU’RE UP NEXT!

[color screen shows, elevator music plays]

BLUE: OH MY GOSH A BUS

BLUE: That’s right! A bus seems to be headed our way! *points at talon* TALON, IS THAT OUR BUS?

TALON: *ahem*

TALON: YES! THAT’S! OUR! BUUUUUUUSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!

*air horn sound*

*STUDIO AUDIENCE cheering*

WOW! HOW EXCITING! I JUST CAN’T WAIT TO SEE IF HE WON, BUT YOU SURE CAN. AND YOU WILL! FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS NEXT AFTER THESE MESSAGES!

*cut to commercial*