Well this is just getting RIDIC. The apartment looks like a straight up fun house. I mean, there's blue smoke (of course it's blue), but there's also those yellow and white stripey things, which I assume is the smell of hotdog mustard and cotton candy wafting through the place?
And I bet Ari is still in the hallway dithering about the 911 thing. "I know you're worried, Greg, but doesn't calling the police seem a little hasty? We don't want to be brash. Let me just smell that smoke pouring out of the hole in their door. ...why, it smells of kettle corn! False alarm! Margo just started making popcorn and fell asleep again."