cut to trish's backyard. well, not even her backyard. past her backyard, into the community yard thing and then picture the following... 6 chicks who work together laughing, screaming, jumping and taking SIXTY NINE pictures every 5 seconds. the camera is flashing. we're yelling out orders "do fish faces! now flip the bird. be gross! charlie's angels!!!!" hysterical girly laughter follows. dogs howl. little kids cry.