The next day, 3.14 and 4.13 are still arguing and throwing pies at each other 3.14: (sleepily throws pie at 4.13) Take..this 4.13: Oh yeah....take th- th- (starts snoring) 3.14: Ugh, I'm so tir- tire- t- ZZZZ.... Player and McBoo watch from a window. Player: Well, it's about time they stopped! McBoo: Yeah, they were fighting all night. I think I heard Clyde complaining about them last night. Player: I'm glad it's over. McBoo: (gets a sly grin on his face) Player: McBoo, what are you thinking? McBoo: I just had this idea. Player: Tell me. McBoo: (whispers into Player's ear) Player: Hey great idea!