She finally rolls in... Going somewhere? Yes. As far away as possible. Tree, what's wrong?...

[Tree storms into her room. She hastily starts packing her belongings] Lori Spengler: She finally rolls in... [Lori looks at Tree, puzzled] Lori Spengler: Going somewhere? Tree Gelbman: Yes. As far away as possible. Lori Spengler: Tree, what's wrong? Tree Gelbman: [continues packing] Me. I was wrong. I thought that if I stopped running that I could beat it. But it's never gonna stop. Lori Spengler: Tree, you're freaking me out. Tree Gelbman: Hello, that's me, a freak! [Lori takes the cupcake, lights the candle, approaches Tree and hands her the cupcake] Lori Spengler: [smiles] Tree. Tree, look. Happy birthday. Tree Gelbman: [turns her back to Lori] Thanks. But I already ate it last night. [suddenly, it dawns on Tree who is the murderer. She stops packing] Tree Gelbman: Oh, my God. I died in my sleep. Lori Spengler: What? [Tree turns to face Lori] Tree Gelbman: You killed me. Lori Spengler: What? Tree Gelbman: You poisoned it. But I never ate it before. [a flasback: Tree drops the cupcake on the floor without eating it] Tree Gelbman: So you had to find another way. Then Tombs fell right into your lap. Perfect scapegoat. [flashbacks: Tombs is transported on a stretcher while Lori watches; Lori injects Tombs sedatives; Lori plants a knife in Tombs' room and covers his face with the babyface mask; Lori kills Tree, then removes the mask] Tree Gelbman: You had access to him. Did you drug him first? You knew that if he escaped, everyone would assume that he killed me. But it was always you. Lori Spengler: [chuckles nervously] Tree, are... is this a joke? You think I would actually try to poison you with a freaking cupcake? Tree Gelbman: [shrugs] Okay then. Prove it. [Tree takes the cupcake, blows the candle and hands the cupcake back to Lori] Tree Gelbman: Go on, Lori. Take a bite. Go on, Lori. Lori Spengler: [shakes her head, chuckling nervously] You really are crazy. Tree Gelbman: [smiles] Okay then. I'll take it down to the police. I'm sure they can tell us what your little birthday treat is made of. [as Tree starts walking away, Lori wears a sinister expression. She grabs Tree's hair, then knocks her against the bathroom door. Tree falls to the floor. While she is momentarily stunned, Lori chuckles nastily, locks the room door and faces Tree] Lori Spengler: [contemptuously] You stupid little whore. Tree Gelbman: [fearfully] I know I've been a bad roommate, but... isn't this a bit much? What the hell? Lori Spengler: Oh, I don't know. Maybe because you wouldn't stop sleeping with him. Tree Gelbman: What? Gregory? Lori Spengler: [venomously] But he just kept choosing you over me. I guess all he wanted was a cheap slut like you! Tree Gelbman: [in disbelief] Wait, you've been killing me over some stupid guy? Lori Spengler: [shakes her head] Oh, that's not the only reason. You're a dumb bitch, too! What I really wanna know is, how did you figure it out? Tree Gelbman: Because you've killed me before. Lori Spengler: [smiles] Then I guess I'm just gonna have to do it again. [Lori steps toward Tree. Tree kicks her in the stomach. Lori doubles up painfully]

She finally rolls in. Did I totally embarrass myself last night? Not at all! Unless you consider dancing on a table, starting two fights and barfing pretzel chunks all over the bar embarrassing. Please tell me you're kidding. Oh, and you also rammed your tongue down niok sims' throat right in front of Danielle. Oh, god! But she was so nice to me this morning. Yeah, I think she was as drunk as you last night. So consider it collective amnesia. Thank god for that! Oh, crap! I'm so late for class. I can't find my damn book! Ha! Did you really think you could keep it a secret from me? How did you find out? Driver's license. Not the best picture, i might add. I assume you changed my ringer, too? Who, me? Never. What'd you wish for? A new roommate. Wench. I made that from scratch! Sorry, too many carbs. Toodles! Locomotive response in the subject shows an acceleration across the quantum plane. This creates great orbital overlap between the partially positive base of carbon and the partially negative hydrogen alkali group. Thanks. Get your school spirit on before the big game. 10% off with your student ID. We really need to step up our game at the sigma parties, okay? And we still need to pick this year's charity. I can say right now, there's no way we're doing the special needs art fair again. Totally freaked my shit out. Thoughts? What's wrong? Oh, I don't know. What's wrong, tree? Nothing. Except for that cat lady buffet you just dumped at our table. And is that chocolate milk I see? I missed breakfast. What is breakfast, Becky? Oh! Asshole! I'm sorry. I'm sorry, tree. Wait, you two know each other? Yeah. No! We had a class together last year. Look, I was bringing you this back. Sorry, I didn't know where you lived. You know, I... Yeah. I'm sorry again about the mess. What a douchebag! Dr. Lawrence to outpatient services. Dr. Lawrence to outpatient services. Yeah, it's my birthday and now you gotta pick up the phone Lori! Hi. Hi. Um... So, I thought you only work nights. Doing a double for Jen. She has the flu. That's nice of you. So, I guess I don't need to ask what you're doing here? Got to go! Look, tree. It's none of my business, but I think something like this is bound to have some pretty serious consequences. You're right. It is none of your business. Dr. surd and Dr. margo/an, 2476.