Sam and Cat approach the front door of the house, carrying shopping bags.

CAT: "So I said, 'You want some customer feedback, huh? Well, you'll find your feedback in the TOILET, mister, 'cause that's where I puked out that disgusting hamburger you just served me!"

Sam and Cat, laughing hysterically, walk into the house. They go silent and stop dead in their tracks when they see Goomer lying naked on the couch. Nona is sitting at an easel, painting Goomer's nude portrait.

Sam slowly opens one of her shopping bags, and quietly spits into it.

NONA: "Oh, howdy-ho girls. How was your shopping trip?"

CAT: "... No. ... just... don't."

Nona, wide eyed, looks surprised and genuinely hurt.

CAT: "You know neither Sam or I can ever sit on that couch again, right?"

SAM: "... Or get a good night's sleep. ... Or eat. ... Anywhere. ... Ever."

NONA: "Oh, girls, calm your cooties. The naked body is nothing to be ashamed of. We all have one. Cat has one. Sam has one. Even your Nona has a naked body!"

GOOMER (sitting up): "EWWWW! THAT'S DISGUSTING!"

NONA: "Well, it's true. And I for one can't help it if you prudes can't get over this fact."

CAT: "Well, it's nice that you express your creative side, Nona. I just wish you'd pick more... tasteful subject matter."

GOOMER (angrily): "Hey! I'm tasteful!" (Goomer licks his arm to make sure, shifty eyes.)

NONA: "Oh, Cat. Perhaps you're just too young to understand how important this sort of personal expression is to somebody like me. With all your Madonna music videos and your Wild Wild Web today (Sam shakes her head) you youngsters take freedom of expression for granted. After all these years of trying to be an upstanding grown-up citizen, it feels so liberating to just get to... play in the mud again!"

CAT: (gasps) "You were playing in the mud?"

SAM: "It's a figure of speech, you wind farm!"

NONA: "No. It's true. We played in the mud today. It was Goomer's idea." (Goomer smiles at Nona. Nona smiles back.)

Nona picks up the canvas she's been painting and begins to turn it around.

NONA: "Here, let me show you what I've -"

SAM AND CAT: "NO! DON'T!"

SAM: "...we've seen ENOUGH!"

Sam and Cat head towards their bedroom, avoiding eye contact with either Nona or Goomer along the way.

CAT: "I can't believe it. Pornography! In my home!"

NONA: "It's not pornography!"

She hears the bedroom door slamming shut.

NONA (to Gooomer): "Sheez. Everyone's a critic."

GOOMER: "Or... maybe the nude portrait is by now considered such a tired, hackneyed concept, and the art connoisseur of today demands more originality in expression. I don't blame Sam and Cat for reacting the way they do. With the over-sexualization of their culture, especially during their adolescence, perhaps psychologically, their entire generation yearns for a respite from nudity and sexualized themes, in exchange for more intellectual discourse."

Nona stares at Goomer sternly for a few long seconds.

NONA: "... I'm not paying you to talk."