The Z̶e̶s̶t̶e̶r̶s̶ Group were at the park being Z̶e̶s̶t̶y̶ Friends.

Avery: Gurrr... this hangout is not Zesty at all! Johanna: It's not the Zesters without the Zestiest of them all! Olive Oil... (Oliver) Clarence: Why are here then? Look at feet? All at once: Woah there... calm down. Jackson: Whut? Max: We need someone equally like Oliver, then, when Oliver comes back, we kick them with an iron boot!

Upon seeing these people, you were weirded out and tried to get away, but it was too late. Max already saw you.

Max: You! Yes you! GET OVER HERE!!! He drags you over