It was rather dark in the Loft. Only a small lamp was lit in the corner of the living room area. The camera would be turned on by a certain camera man. The camera would begin to film a black brick wall. Mark soon squatting down in front of it, trying to focus and straighten the lens and other things before disappearing again.

The camera continued to film the blank was before Mark moved back in front, then ducked down, only two puppets remaining in front of the wall for the camera to film. They were badly made sock puppets. One constructed to look like Joanne, while the other was constructed to look like Maureen.

"Maureen!" The Joanne puppet squealed, though it was actually Mark, in a high pitched voice. "Maureen! I love you so much! Please, lets get married and live happily every after!"

The Maureen puppet turned away, shaking its head. "I can't marry you! You see Joanne…I'm actually in love with….MARK!- DUN DUN DUN- I'm sorry Joanne, its over-"

Mark quickly stopped talking and his head came back into view, his eyes focused behind the camera.

"Mark…? What are you doing out there?" Roger would question from off of the screen.

"N-Nothing!" Mark would call back with shifty eyes as he tossed the puppets to the side, moving his hands to grab the camera, tipping it over, then screen going black.

-The end-