The Griffins were sitting on the purple couch with Rowena who sat on the floor in front of the television. "Mom, dad, If found cigarettes in Greg's jacket!" A blonde girl on the television huffed as she held up a pack of cigarettes. "Greg, were you smoking cigarettes?" The father asks, glancing to Greg. "No, dad." He answered. "He's lying; there's no doubt about that. Greg, I'm afraid your punishment will be four hours in the snake pit." Greg's father announced, pressing a button to open up a secret shaft in the floor. "Maybe that'll give you some time to think about what you've done." He added.
"Aw, man!" Greg whined and jumped into the snake pit. "That'll teach him." Greg's sister crossed her arms over her chest. "And, Jan, I'm afraid you've earned a day in the chamber of fire for tattling on your brother." The father walked over to a metallic silver door and press the button so it'd slide open. "Ugh, smoking, how does a boy like that do so wrong?" Lois asks in disbelief. "Well, they live in a crummy neighbourhood." Peter replied knowingly. "The Brady's?" Brian questioned, baffled from the floor. "Oh, yeah. They got robbers, thugs, drug dealers. You name it." Peter replied.
"You folks want some pancakes?" A dark skinned woman randomly asked from the window. "No, thank you. See, that's the worst we got is... Jemima's witnesses." Peter stated, pointing with his thumb to the dark skinned woman still standing at the window with a stack of pancakes.