Suzy and Doug have a small startup dessert catering biz. Their next big job is a tea party in the park. All they have to do is get the massive order of creamy pies and treats to the correct gazebo by 11:00. They have stopped their loaded pushcart in the middle of the path. Meanwhile, Lovely Lori is taking a shortcut through the park to get to her yoga class. She's wearing her favorite white Spandex bodysuit, with yellow nylon windbreaker and matching sweat pants, white tennis socks, and lime green running shoes. She is power walking while listening to dance jams on her headphones.
Suzy and Doug shout at each other, each claiming certainty about which direction to go. Doug keeps looking on his phone for a map of the park, and Suzy is going through the job's paperwork to find the directions that the client sent. The volume of their conversation gets louder, as their frustrations build. Passersby give them a wide berth. Suzy sticks a paper in Doug's face, saying, "See! I told you it was on the other side of the park!
Doug responds by calling Suzy a BITCH!. As luck would have it, Lori is approaching, and the word cuts right through her music, bringing her attention to the fighting bakers. Lori is all about women standing up for themselves, so she rips off her earphones and goes toe-to-toe with Doug. She says, "You don't talk to a lady like that, buddy". Startled and embarrassed, Doug stumbles backward awkwardly. He catches himself, and lunges back at Lori.
He says, "This is none of your business woman! Besides, that ain't no lady. That's my bitchy partner. Who do you think you are? You gonna do something about it? Maybe instead, you should just go on your merry little way, Miss Pretty.
Suzy jumps in, making Lori face her, saying, "Thanks, but I got this. I've been dealing with this asshole for months now. He'll be all right. Just give him some space.
Lori guesses that Suzy has been on the receiving end of this guy's abuse for much too long. She decides it's time to even the score. "Okay, I'll leave" she says. "But before I go, I have a message to give you from all women. Doug, now full of himself, declares, "Go ahead sweetness! Give me your best shot!" Without hesitation, Lori reaches one of the pies on the pushcart, and slams it into Doug's face. He sputters. Lori turns around, expecting a high five from Suzy. But Suzy doesn't look happy. "You just ruined everything" she says loudly. We can't show up without every pie they ordered!
Lori, now realizing that she's gotten into something bad, wants out. "I... Uh..I.. Uh, apologize. I only meant to get even with him for you. Sorry. Doug has cleared the pasty cream from his eyes, and says, "Suzy, did you ask this girl to do that? 'Cause you're always bragging about how you speak up for yourself."
Suzy says," I do speak for myself. And I say that this girl owes both of us for butting in. Let's teach her to stay out of our business".
Suzy and Doug each take one of Lori's arms, and escort her to the park bench. "Stay right there," Suzy says. "You are now going to get what's coming to you. Doug, will you let our little friend taste that custard pie? Doug grabs a pie, and throws it across the path, landing it right in Lori's face. The thick creamy glop slowly drips from her head. Suzy springs up before Lori has a chance to clear her eyes. Deftly, she tosses a tart, which lands on top of Lori's head. Lori licks her lips. Humiliated, she knows she can't show fear. "Is that all you've got?" Without missing a beat, Doug slips his hand under a pie, and swoops it right into Lori's face.
Suzy declares, "Let's pack some in for her to enjoy later!" With that, she unzips Lori's jacket halfway, while Doug goes for a giant bowl of tapioca pudding. He begins pouring it over Lori's head. Suzy reaches around, and pulls Lori's bodysuit away from her back. Doug allows ample amounts of pudding to flow down Lori's back.
They stand Lori up, watching the gloppy mess trail down her body. Doug says, "She probably can carry more in the pockets of her sweatpants." Lori protests, "There aren't any pockets in my pants".
Suzy says, "Don't you worry about that Honey", as she pulls the waistband of the sweats away from Lori's tummy. "This should do just fine." Suzy tugs Lori by the waistband across the path, to the cart. This stuff would just go to waste, so we'll give it to you." Doug and Suzy proceed to pour every remaining bowl or plate filled with jellies, creampuffs and pies, over Lori's head, or into her pants.
Lori is unrecognizable as a human trifle. Her outfit balloons around her.
Realizing her predicament, but not totally thinking it through, she says out loud, This stuff is so heavy, I can't even move!"
Doug winks at Suzy. "I suddenly feel charitable. We should help her get moving." He wipes the top of the cart with a swipe of his arm, and the two of them lift Lori up, plopping her down in the middle of the remaining mess on the cart.
Doug says, "Let's give the lady a ride. It's the least we can do!"
With that, Suzy and Doug begin pushing the delightfully creamy Lori toward the mucky pond.

The end?