Twimii is sitting on the sofa. A dark cloud hangs above and is raining down on her. Rejected by a cult!!! is written on the cloud.
She sighs.
Twimii thinking: Normal people require a team of ... um ... super commandos? ... to get them out of a cult...
She imagines being in a cult and being broken out by the A-team.
Hannibal: Twimii, we're here to take you home.
Twimii (dressed in some Barbarella outfit): I couldn't possible leave now. Who's going to get all the play bots made?
Mr T: What you talking 'bout fool?
Twimii is sitting on the sofa smiling at the thought of it.
Twimii (thinking): But no. It was nothing like that. It was all...
She remembers Brenda screaming GET OUT!!! over and over again.
Twimii is sitting on the sofa. A dark cloud hangs above and is raining down on her. Rejected by a cult!!! is written on the cloud.
She sighs.
She starts singing (to the tune of Foolin' Myself) - 

Rejected by a cult
It's the worst of insults
Actually no, it's not even close
Remember that time when
You got trapped in a cow pen
And the cows all refused to go in

She smiles to herself thinking: That's kinda good...

She tries to remember what she was doing.
Twimii is sitting on the sofa. A dark cloud hangs above and is raining down on her. Rejected by a cult!!! is written on the cloud.