- Come on, Shane. - Can I start over?
- No problem. - You’ve got this.
Feel like I'm going down a dark path right now.
- Let’s move on from this. - A little bit of both.
- Hey man. - Hey.
- We got an AV club meeting. - Oh, right.
- Hey, Carly. Hey, Sam. - Hey!
Shane... come on in.
Um, if we're gonna catch the movie, we should go now...
You know what? Let's just blow off the movie and hang out here.
- Sure. - Let’s sit down on the couch.
- Okay. - I have coffee.
Thanks.
- Use a coaster! - Oh. okay.
It’s stuck.
I had my pop star dream again last night.
This time I was wearing my lucky white v neck.
And I sang a Smokey Robinson song.
♪ Tracks of my tears ♪
What are we doing?
A janitor left the T bar in the sprinkler valve.
And do you want to help us soak the girl's field hockey team?
Yeah.
♪ People say I'm the life of the party Because I tell a joke or two ♪
Not bad.
♪ Although I might be laughing Loud and hardy ♪
♪ Deep inside I’m blue… ♪
- Stop! Stop. - I'm sorry. I got a little nervous there.
Can I start over?
Thanks for bailing on me.
Sorry, my bad.
But the good news is Dr. Love’s got a date to the movies tonight.
James, no!
Ahh! The mermaid's kiss! Oh! The transformation is upon me!
[squealing]
This better work, Sis. Work beautiful!
And terrified!
[squealing]
How long is it gonna take exactly?
- You’re not a mermaid, are you? - What? No!
- That is so funny, Blonde Jennifer. - James I didn't say anything.
That's not important.
Hey, listen, it has been great dating you, but here comes the awkward part.
- Right. Got it. I'm breaking up with you. - Exactly. Wait, What?
- It sounded like you said you're... - Breaking up with you?
No! No, you can't do that!
- That's what you wanted her to do. - But I'm supposed to break up with her.
No one dumps James Diamond! I've never been dumped.
You're really going to keep me in the Katie Cage until 4:30?
After your attempts to escape us through the window,
fireplace, and air ducts, which was impressive.
You have left no choice.
Okay, but can I at least wash my hands? The air ducts were filthy.
Story checks out.
Well, I guess you're too big to fit through the drain, so we'll allow it.
Kid’s Choice 2012!! Woo! Thank you guys so much!
This has been a dream of ours for a long time, and we finally have a blimp!
Final guess. James. Pressure is on. Backfire.
- I got this one. No problem. - You got this.
Shows up dudes by diving in a pool.
[buzzing]
- Hey, honey, look who’s here! - Ricky!
Woo! Mrs. Hobbs!
You lookin’ fine enough to be on the cover of Cos-mo!
Come here. Aw.
Ricky, you seem different. You're all grown up.
You mean, blown up!
You’ve got an entourage. And…
swaggering all over the place. You hire a swagger coach for that?
David, if I did have a swag coach, he tell me not to admit that I have a swag coach.
So, uh, no, I do not have a swag, coach.
We’ve got to stop the invasion!
It could wipe out everything we know.
You know it’s a spitball fight, not an alien invasion?
- Can I just play the way I want to? - Fine!
Now, see if you can spot the enemy.
[sighing]
They're in the lobby.
It's that moment on the big screen that captures our hearts.
Until the girl in the movie leaves for Europe without saying goodbye!
- And here we go. - Right.
But then the girl comes back.
Yeah. For an hour TV special.
This movie sounds terrible.
No, because what the guy doesn’t know… was… she came back for him.
- She did. - She did.
Is everybody having a good time?
Okay, so um. We’re here to talk about something we know a lot about.
Singing.
I thought he was going to say Girls.
You guys took the whole cart?
I couldn't leave these shirts behind.
It’d be like leaving behind a bunch of beautiful babies.
Beautiful babies that look… just like me.
[gasping]
And check out these glow sticks. They’re sticks… that glow.
You guys saved us from the aliens. Those guys were jerks.
And their mom was the worst.
There must be something we can do to repay you guys.
[gasping]
Go out with me!
[squealing]
Sure.
Seventh grade was my first audition ever. Yeah.
- Whoa! What was it for? Do you remember? - I have no idea.
I remember how to have a monologue. I had to sing something.
- What's a mom log? - A monologue?
Oh, I thought you said…
That’s just me mumbling as I say monologue.
A mom log is specific to your mother. It’s a monologue about your mom.
A monologue about your mother. Of course.
Could be sad, it could be happy. Feel like I’m going down a dark path right now.
- Let’s move on from this. - Little bit of both.