Johnny Atkins: Okay, what the hell's going on? Why are we singing terrible songs about the weather and someone's weird Uncle Doug?
Ms. Cinoman: Doug is my uncle and he lives in Ohio and he helps me pay my rent. And without naming names, we are singing about the weather because of Beverly Goldberg. Oops. I let it slip.
Johnny Atkins: Wait. This is your hot mom's fault?
[All booing]
Erica: Um, Miss Cinoman, can you not just sit there and let them boo at us?
Barry: Yeah, I'm only used to wild cheering and hearing, "Aw, yeah, Barry! You the man!"