The S@10 group is at the beach. Tress is wearing a bikini and big sunglasses. Tim wears his straw hat. Doug and Jenn are dressed as normal, though Doug looks bored. Jenn also looks bored as she removes her traditional bikini top to reveal an identical bikini top underneath (of a different color).

Doug : Ok, so instead of sweltering in the office, which has the Internet and Desktop Tower Defense, we're now sweltering here at the beach. Other than the bikinis, I don't see this as much of an improvement.
Jenn : Some of us wear a bikini every day.

Tim and Doug share a panel. Tim holds a bottle of "Uncle Vampy's" sunblock. The label shows a vampire wearing sunglasses, smiling with the tips of his fangs coming over his lips. The bottle claims to have "15! SPF" Doug looks down at Tim's bottle of sunblock.

Tim : Doug, going to the beach is an American tradition. Like baseball or apple pie. You're supposed to like it and you're a Bolshevik commie if you don't.
Doug : SPF 15? That means you'll fry to a crisp in 45 seconds instead of 3?
Tim : No, the SPF is 15 factorial. *** New Panel *** Doug enjoys a panel to himself as he has a monologue.
Doug : Seriously, though, beaches suck. It's uncomfortably hot. Sand gets everywhere. Parking is miserable. Why the hell would we come here? If we're going to take a break from the office, let's go some place comfortable and convenient.

Tim and Doug share a panel. Tim faces Doug but holds his hand to his face as he whispers. Doug whispers in response.

Tim : That's part of my master plan. It will be so miserable here that office will seem like a paradise in comparison.
Doug : You're a dick.