Narrator: "On a sunny Saturday morning, the Botsford family is trying something new for breakfast."

The Botsford house. TJ, Becky, Bob, and Mrs. Botsford are seated at the dining room table. Mr. Botsford brings a pan in from the kitchen and dishes out some of the contents onto TJ’s plate. TJ’s expression changes from happiness to confusion.

TJ: "Uh, spaghetti and meatballs?"

Mr Botsford: "That’s right, today’s the annual Car Wash Wash-off School Fundraiser!"

TJ": And…?"

Mr. Botsford: "Well, I was reading this article that said you should eat pasta before entering a marathon. Or a car wash. Keeps morale high and gives you more ooomph!"

TJ: "Ooomph! Oh-- okay. Pass the parmesan cheese, please!"

Mr. Botsford: "And we’re going to need all our strength if we’re gonna beat our rivals-- the Mings!"

His voice suddenly becomes very sinister. The scene switches to a photo of a previous car wash, with the Botsfords standing victorious in front of the Ming family while they look on with angry expressions.

Mrs. Botsford: "Hon, the car wash isn’t a competition, and the Mings aren’t our rivals!"

Mr. Botsford: laughing "Right! This is all for fun, right kids?"

Becky: "Right, Dad."

TJ: "Right, Dad."

Mr. Botsford: "And it’ll be even more fun when we’re named the top carwashing family for the third year in a row! Right, kids? Huh? Who’s with me?" points at his mouth "Smiling?"

Becky and TJ: "Right, Dad."

Mr. Botsford: "That’s the spirit! Now, who wants more spaghetti?"

Exposition Guy opens the front door.*

Exposition Guy: "He-e-e-elp! Someone is robbing the Gilded Cleaver from the Kitchens of the Past Museum!"

Mrs. Botsford: "Oh dear! But why are you telling us?"

Exposition Guy: "Isn’t this the police station?"

Mr. Botsford: "Nope. This is the Botsford residence. We’re the Botsfords!"

Exposition Guy: "Oh. Sorry. He-e-e-e-elp!" he runs off