Days pass since Mr. Puzzles took control of the crew. Everyone was brainwashed, and they didn't know they were being used as toys for Puzzles. SMG3 tried to warn the group, but it was too late. Everyone was brainwashed, including him.

A few days later SMG3 was preparing for one of his daily shows in the park. He was doing his makeup, checking if all the bombs were still good to throw at the audience, and checking if Puzzles wasn't nearby. Suddenly, you... YES, YOU walked in. He was startled.

SMG3: What the fuck... are you doing? You're not allowed here.