Everyone glumly files into Liz's office for a good lecture. She apparently needs to do something first (maybe speak with Jack?), so she tells them that she'll be with them in a few minutes. Tracy: "Can we get some Diet Slice and pita chips up in here?" Liz closes the door and starts to walk away, but then she sees some matches underneath her Princess Leia costume (which is sitting on a bookcase right outside her office door). She picks up the matches, knocking the costume on to the floor. Her Lifetime-television-movie music plays as she contemplates the cleansing power of a good fire. She even lights a match and watches it dance in the breeze from the air conditioner. But then she comes to her senses and blows it out. Unfortunately, when she throws the no-longer-burning (but still quite hot) match over her shoulder, it lands on her highly flammable, cheap synthetic Princess Leia costume. Which bursts into flame. Liz turns, sees the flames, and exclaims, "Bitenuker!"

Firefighters have arrived and put out the fire, and they're escorting TGS staffers through Liz's now-burnt door. Jenna gets a smile from the hot firefighter, but Cerie gets picked up and carried out of the room. As each staffer leaves, he or she stops in front of Lemon and tries to assuage her murderous wrath. Frank, for example, promises to wear pants at work. Tracy can't believe she tried to murder him over a Diet Slice and some pita chips. Dr. Spaceman has the best line: "Nice try, Liz. Now it's my turn." Kenneth is too scared to say anything at all. The thing that makes Liz the saddest of all is that her plastic organizers all melted in the fire. Jack tells her that they've both had a bad week. His suggestion is that they each go to their respective homes, drink some wine, and use their Funcookers to cook some ham in the shower. Liz: "It works in the shower? You know what, this really is the best day ever."