| Title | Score |
|---|---|
| SO I WILL RISE. | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |
| ==> ==> | 315 |
| Jade: Squeal like a proboscis. | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |
| John: Take the can of gravy. | 315 |
| John: Combine fake arms again. | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |
| Meanwhile, in a cautious manner. | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |
| WV: Fiddle with the appearifier. | 315 |
| DISREGARD THE UNIMPORTANT MALE GHOST BEHIND THE CURTAIN. | 315 |
| Rose, I must leave now. | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |
| Dave: Play some hauntingly sick beats. | 315 |
| Rose: Turn on the floor. | 315 |
| ==> | 315 |