[At least five people start yelling at the same time, and Zhao, standing a few steps behind the other guy, sighs and raises both hands.]

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, stop right there. You.

[The older man standing closest to the front gets pointed at first.]

You tell us how this started. Everybody else, you'll get your turn. Zip it.

[The man starts telling a meandering story of vines sneaking into his house through the open door, and a melon falling off the vine and smashing on his favorite rug.]