Benson : Alright, everyone. As you know, today is the annual pie contest. And, surprise, surprise, we're gonna do it the same as last year. Skips, you're on podium duty. (Skips nods, and walks off, carrying a rake) Muscle Man and Hi Five Ghost, you guys go and set up the booths. Muscle Man : Yeah! (high-fives Hi Five Ghost) Later grandmas! (runs off) Benson: Pops, you're in charge of decoration. Pops : Oh, rest assured, it will be a delight to the senses. (He walks off.) Rigby: Aw, what? Mordecai: Ugh! Why do we always get the lame jobs?! Rigby: Yeah, why can't we judge the pies? Mordecai: Wait!