Meanwhile, in the highest of high-end Sioux City hotels, Douchebag Supreme's making love to his image in a mirror, or something, dancing along with some horror punk wannabes he's got cranked up on his iPod, and that's all very unfortunate for Douchebag Supreme, for he's failing to notice one of his prop nooses as it sails of its own accord through the air behind him to coil around the ceiling fan right over his head. D'OH!

Back in the cabaret, the timer runs out just as Dean realizes Jay's not going to make it, and Jay's silhouette drops heavily through the trap door while various shocked cabaret patrons leap to their feet in horror. Meanwhile...

...the prop noose attacks! "VIOLENCE!" Douchebag Supreme's hoisted up into the air, where he gags and chokes with his feet spinning around beneath him just as...

...Jay emerges from the curtains, victorious! Enthused cabaret patrons -- plus Dean -- cheer Jay on, but Super Smart Sammy realizes, "That was not humanly possible!" DUH! Once again, guys: Do you not know the title of your own show?