Rolling dice in a van, down by the river.
The gang goes to the Scholam to seek out professional help, and winds up talking with weirdos even weirder than they.
The goose fight is going south. I mean, unless you're the geese. They're kicking ass.
High on breakfast and life, the gang has their first fight. The drunks and the geese may win this one.
Randal cooks the finest breakfast meats, the gang is informed of the dire nature of their mission, and jerky is procured.