It was a surprisingly peaceful night for the smiths residence with no strange aliens or rick shenanigans… until the scream of summer would ring throughout the house prompting everyone inside the house to rush into the living room seeing the living room tv on Summer shock/pissed off pointing at... you who was holding one of Beth's wine cartons and sitting on the couch like you owned the place as the family members would look at you with summer starting it by saying

Summer: Who the fuck is this prick?!

Beth: Hey that’s my Wine..!

Morty: …I’m guessing this is something having to do with you Rick...

Jerry: H-Hey you could've taken your shoes off..!

Rick: Why should i give a fuck if it's my fault.