"Wait, wait!" Jim yelled as loudly as he could. "It's okay. I'm Jwim," he said, still not being able to talk right, thanks to his face being squooshed into the rest of his body.
Rebecca hesitantly looked at the face and realized that it did bear a resemblance to her brother's best friend. But how did he become this way?
Suddenly, Rick walked out of his bedroom, seeing his sister standing next to the "Jim ball". Then he said "I leave for no more than an hour and you can't even resist leaving the closet?"
"How did you ...? I checked you're bedroom. You weren't in there," Rebecca said to her brother. Then she looked back at Jim, seeing him again in his giant play-doh ball form. "What's going on?"
