"You do not have a brain in your butt," Mason tells her matter-of-factly. "Our next trick is to... to get up!" Mason says, a little flustered in his frustration. They could easily ask someone for help, but he stubbornly doesn't want to. He's not a baby capybara! "We... make it to the carpet. The added friction will help us stand." He's too proud to ask for help, but not too proud to crawl toward the edge of the rink, apparently.