Stewie took off across the rooftops as fast as he could. When it came time for him to jump down, he waited until Quagmire's car came up and then jumped on to of it.
"Glen, what was that?" Lois asked.
Quagmire answered, "Dang prostitute. I thought I ditched her in San Francisco."
"Anyways, let's gets back to my place. I bet Peter is wondering where I am.
"Zzzz," Peter snored.
As soon as the car pulled into the Griffin's driveway, Stewie shot a grappling hook out of his grappling gun, gave it a test tug, and climbed up to his room. He opened up the secret weapons armory and dropped his assassination gear off.
He climbed into his crib and pretended to be asleep just in time for Lois to walk in. "Aw. Look at my little Stewie," she said.
As soon as Lois walked out Stewie opened his eyes. "Your time will come, old shrew. Mwa-Ha-Ha!