Lucy: The Daughter of the Devil2005

DJ Jesus:
Karaoke Tuesdays. Uh, we'll do it.

Lucy:
Really?

DJ Jesus:
A restaurant chain? That's the belly of the beast, man. That's awesome.

Judas:
That is awesome.

DJ Jesus:
We'll shoot it for the DVD, and we won't just do karaoke. We'll do Escapeoke.

Judas:
Whoa, whoa, whoa. DJ J.

DJ Jesus:
Shh. Don't worry about it. It'll be, uh, it'll be a fearacle. Like a fear miracle, you know?

Lucy:
Mm-hmm.

DJ Jesus:
Hey -- Hey, you smell something?

Lucy:
Um...no.

Judas:
I do.

DJ Jesus:
Yeah, you smell it, right, Judas?

Judas:
I do, man, I smell it.

DJ Jesus:
It smells like [sniffs] It smells like fish.

Judas:
It kind of does!

Lucy:
Fish?

DJ Jesus:
Yeah, like, right behind your ear.

[DJ Jesus pulls a fish dish out of Lucy's ear]

Judas:
OH!

Lucy:
Oh. Huh.

DJ Jesus:
[to Lucy] Stay for dinner?

Judas:
Pulled out the platter of fish.

DJ Jesus:
You got that right.

Judas:
Dude, cameraman, tell me you got that?