It was a new milestone. Bertha and Clarabelle would now share the bed because the repo man was threatening to take the other one, and they wanted to be close in there time of trouble.
Clarabelle's health was failing and she kept passing out due to lack of food. They no longer had any. They kept checking the fridge hoping food would appear but it was still empty.
Bertha still had a job, but refused to go. She was very cranky because she was hungry. She no longer loved the things she had loved before, but her plan was working Clarabelle was getting even closer to Bertha, and they were going to spend the day talking. Then a terrible phone call came, they both lost their jobs. Bertha couldn't figure out how Clarabelle lost a job as a pickpocket. They were still desperately hungry, and so delusional that Clarabelle was flirting with Bertha and their relationship score was though the roof.
Life spiraled downward for the Weino sisters. With no food their moods were horrible and they wouldn't even talk to each other without passing out. Life truly was sucked. Bertha can't sleep. Clarabelle can't eat her feelings away. They had nothing to do with their pathetic lives. All the Weino sisters had was each other.
Bertha kept looking into the fridge like food would magically appear, but alas it would not. They could have easily solved this problem by selling some of their unnecessary things, but they could not part with these dear items, such as the extra bed and bathtub in their yard.
They did not know how long they would last without their food. Life was a cruel and unusual punishment. Bertha became delusional and sold the refrigerator so even if they had money they would not be tempted to eat. Bertha was trying to force herself and her sister become anorexic. They vowed never to eat again! What a cruel, cruel world.