Sharon arrives home alongside her boyfriend, Randy, eyes lidded as she sobers up from the acid she took whilst partying at the Grateful Dead concert. That was a blast, she honestly forgot where she was, she was so high.

She slams open the net door, unlocking the front door with a bit of Randy's help, as he has the keys. Stepping inside, Sharon takes in the silence the house peacefully sits in.

It's pretty late, so Shelley and Stan are still fast asleep. At-least, Sharon hopes they are. And to be honest, Sharon'll admit, she'd rather pray and hope they're asleep than hire a shitty babysitter, Sharon's always hated that job.