in the sweltering, 102-degree heat of the Shay apartment, where everyone is completely miserable. Sam is sprawled out face-down on the living room floor, her limbs limp as she groans, "Carly, come rub my neck..." Carly ignores her, slumped over the kitchen island and sweating as she tries to use a tiny bottle of glue for a school project. "I gotta finish my project!" Carly whines back, fanning herself with her free hand. Refusing to give up, Sam rolls her head over on the carpet and yells across the room, "Freddie, come rub my neck!" Freddie is sitting on the steps by the studio door, aggressively waving a blue clipboard in front of his face, and barks back, "Yeah, that'll happen." Carly lets out a frustrated sigh, pushing a tiny plastic figure on her poster board, and groans, "Why won't my little man stick to the sidewalk?!" Right on cue, the front door swings open and Spencer marches in–He beams with pride and shouts, "Hey! Remember that time I got stuck to a sidewalk? And that panda bear started—wait, that was a dream."