Nancy's at home, cooking up some THC baked goods while Conrad talks her through it on the phone. He exposits that this represents another level in Nancy's dealing: bigger buys mean bigger risks. Nancy, as usual, brushes off the danger of this whole enterprise. Conrad wants to know how Nancy's holding up, and Nancy still seems oblivious to Conrad's affections, despite the fact that you can practically see the puppy-dog eyes through the phone. She says the cake she's baking smells amazing, which Conrad says means she needs to get it out of the oven. Now or it'll burn!! Hee, I love Conrad's sense of urgency over the baked goods. Nancy throws the phone down and takes the cake pan out of the oven with her bare hands while we hear a pop-pop-pop from outside. Nancy's seeing to her burned fingers when Shane rushes in and says, "I did it! I shot the mountain lion!" She's like, "That's nice, off to bed!" and frantically runs around the kitchen as the popcorn overflows on the stovetop. Silas takes advantage of the distraction to sneak in through the front door.