[Mr. Vickle, Ms. Chicarelli and the Magnusons are all in the backyard of the Buttowski residence, sweating from the heat on a super hot day to celebrate Harold's birthday party as soon as he gets home]
Poor Mrs. Buttowski. She picked the hottest day in Mellowbrook history to throw her husband's surprise birthday party. [cut to Kick chilling on a lounge chair, non-sweating] And Kick doesn't sweat one drop. How did you do it?
It pays to keep a cool head.
What does that even mean?
[groans] Don't worry, everyone. Ice cream's on the way. Cowboy Kelly ice cream bars. Harold has loved them since he was a little baby and ate one every day. He even shared one on our first date… uh, sort of.
They don't make those anymore.
I know, but there was one box left in deep freeze.
[relieved] Party saved.
[answers her phone as it rings] Hello? [gasps in horrified shock] The truck broke down! NO COWBOY KELLY BARS!
[dismayed] Party unsaved.
I guess that's my cue. Time to save the party.
[unsure] I don't know, Kick. Remember last time you tried to "save" the party?
Not this time, Gunther. We're hoping to find that truck, get those Cowboy Kelly bars, and save Dad's birthday party.
In your dreams, dill weed. This time, the Brad saves Dad's birthday party.
