Haylie Muse: AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!
Lana was basically sleeping on the comfy couch when I heard Haylie scream. She came charging into the living room, freaking pissed off as ever.
Haylie Muse: Where the hell is Miz?
Lana: What the hell did he do now?
Haylie Muse: He got rid of all my clothes, threw them outside, then had Punk shred them to pieces.
Lana: He's possibly outside hiding with Punk.
Haylie Muse: Alright, thanks.
Haylie stormed out of the living room, down the stairs and into the backyard, where Lana heard more yelling by her.
Lana: Musi, can't live with them, can't kill them.
Swagger Muse: Yeah, you wise you could kill these people.
Lana: *mumbles* yeah, especially you
Swagger Muse: What was that Lana?
Lana: Nothing
Swagger Muse: That's what I thought.
Just a few seconds later, Lana and Swagger heard a crash in basement.
Lana: Not again, what is it this time, Randy freaking out over someone beating him in poker.
Swagger Muse: Eh, could be.
Swagger and Lana walked down to the basement, and saw the glass table down there in pieces, with like two thousand pounds worth of books in the wreckage.
Lana: What the hell happened down here?
Randy Muse: Well, let's just say…
Lana: Say what?
Randy Muse: Me, Cody, Evan and Drew were just testing to see how many books would break the table. Hehe.
Lana: Not buying it.
Cody Muse: He's serious Lana, that's what happened.
Lana: I know he's serious Cody, I just want to know who's buying the damn table, cause I ain't buying it.
Randy, Cody and Evan point to Drew.
Drew Muse: Why are you guys pointing to me.
Randy Muse: Alright, I don't know half of the stuff you just said, but you're buying the damn table.
