[before the party, Gary, Wyatt, and Lisa wait at the table for the guests]

Lisa, you have to promise me that things aren't gonna get outta control.

Wyatt, don't worry. You're just having a few friends over.

I don't have any friends, Lisa.

He doesn't. Boy ain't lyin'.

[the doorbell rings]

You do now.

[the three walk up to the door, and Lisa opens it, revealing, to Gary and Wyatt's shock, an entire street full of party guests]

Hi!

HI!!!

PARTY!

[chant]

Party! Party! Party! Party!
[Gary sheepishly waves hello as Wyatt faints]