[music playing]
[dinging]
Where is Leni?
She got out of work like 15 minutes ago.
[sighing]
The owner of this boutique sai, everything must go,
so I'm buying as much as I can to help them out.
Leni, no, it doesn't mean you have to-
Be out soon.
[sighing]
Ig! Ig! Ig, ig, ig, ig, ig, ig!
No, Lily. You definitely don't need that.
[whimpering]
Mmm.
[babbling]
[dinging]
Okay, Mama Lupe, come on in.
Bienvenida, Mama Lupe.
¿Que honor bisabuela?
Que muchacha bonita, and you speak Spanish.
Good job, Rosa.
[squawking] You mean; good job, Sergio.
Cracker me.
[dinging]
Lucy and Haiku each have three votes.
As sitting president, it is my duty to choose the-
Is this the mortician's club?
[gasping]
Lincoln? What in Haiti's handbag are you doing here?
Oh, well, I was hoping to join you guys.
I've really taken an interest in death lately.
Ah, a dead snake! [thudding]
That was an excited scream.
Really, Lucy? Your normie, brother?
Why, I'm as surprised as you are.
Very well. As a new member,
I suppose he may vote in our current-
I vote for my sister. Thanks.
Wow. Guess that means I won.
[dinging]
Aha!
Please don't hurt me.
[scoffs] Relax. This won't hurt a bit.
[laughing]
[ringing]
Guys, wait up.
[gasping]
[screaming]
My tough new look must be working.
Everyone seems really scared of me.
[dinging]
[camera clicking]
Uh, hon, don- don't you think you should get to class?
You don't want to be late on your first day undercover.
Just a sec. I'm building a social media presence.
It'll be so cray if I don't have one.
Speaking of which, can you go to Swifty Pic
and drop a heart emoji on my latest post?
You lost me at "Cray".
[dinging]
I want something completely different.
Make me look like this.
We didn't prep for this. What if I chop her ear off?
Chop whose ear off?
Oh, uh, that's just an expression.
It means make you look great.
Oh, how hip. Chop my ear off, chica.
[chuckles] Okay.
[buzzing]
Uh, Margarita, sit back, take a nap.
You work too hard.
CJ, you don't know the half of it.
[snoring]
Here, let me do it.
Thank you.
Yeah. [buzzing]
Okay, all done. Ta-da.
Hmm. I... love it.
Carlotta, you're even better at hair than you are at makeup.
[dinging]
Guys, it's literally happening! Lucy's finally ready!
Will this hurt?
[clamoring]
Too peppy.
[clamoring]
Too poofy.
[clamoring]
Too princessy.
[clamoring]
Too... Perfect.
Hmm. I can live with this. What do you think, Fangs?
Ew. Ew. No more bats.
Yeah, and do not talk about mortality.
Or death.
Or ask him his blood type.
Or suggest a cemetery for a date.
And make sure you laugh at all his jokes, like this.
[laughing]
Ha ha. Ha.
[dinging]
Let's see your closet.
Ooh. Okay, um, where's your most professional outfit?
[sniffing]
This is my formal flannel.
I only wear it when the health inspector comes
to the Mercado.
Yeah, um, this won't do. Makeover time.
[music playing]
Ooh, how do I look?
[music playing]
Okay, final thing. You got the look,
now, can you work the attitude? Let's see your power pose.
[donkey braying]
No.
[clucking] No.
[chirping]
Mm-mm.
That's the one.
[dinging]
I need you to do a makeover.
Ah. Finally. We'll start by throwing out
all of these clothes. I usually donate,
but nobody is gonna want these.
Not me, her.
Oh. See, I didn't mean that
You have just a really unique look.
It's sort of rugged yet-
Dude, move on.
[whistling]
[doorbell ringing]
Va-va-voom. Bonita chiquita.
Forget about Bobby. You're too beautiful for him.
You're a ten! He's a four.
You're very cute,
but I really need to talk to Bobby.
Ah, playing hard to get? Challenge accepted.
You'll be the gazelle, and I will be the puma.
[growling] Huah-huah-ah!
[thudding] [gasping]
[dinging]
[music playing]
Yeah! Yes! [grunting]
[buzzing]
Phew.
Okay, cucumber's off.
You look so cute.
Wow. Fabulous.
We did it. Margarita's doing the bride,
so we're in the clear.
Dadzilla over here keeps changing his mind
about his hairstyle.
I need you to handle the bride. Okay?
Hey, Carlotta, don't you work best with the lights off?
I do? I mean, I do. It's all about feeling the hair.
Okay. Everyone else's hair looks great, so I trust you.
Are you sure about this?
No.
[grunting]
Ooh. Aah.
[gasping]
- Gorgeous. - Ay.
Ooh, it's perfect. [whimpering]
I told myself I wouldn't cry. [crying]
[dinging]
♪ It's all how you play The game ♪
♪ All big stars could use Improvement ♪
♪ We love you, you're perfect We love you, you're worth it ♪
♪ We love you You're Luna, now change ♪
Hey, Lola.
Dude, it's me, Luna.
[gasping]
Learn to take a compliment, sweetie.
[dinging]
Hold it.
Hey. Morning, ladies.
Did you really think we wouldn't notice
that you're dressed like a stereotypical
Hollywood representation of a 1950's greaser?
This is gel, not grease.
And besides, can't a guy wear something different
to school for a change?
Not in this house.
Now, what's the sitch, bro?
There is no sitch.
Lincoln, come in. I've got us some topics
for you to discuss with the new girl.
New girl?
Like corn nuts, are they corn, or are they nut?
Discuss.
Not now, Clyde. I gotta call you back.
So you thought you'd impress the new girl by wearing this?
No. No, no, no. I don't need your help.
- I've got it all planned out. - Lincoln-
No, I'm sure you have your own plan
and want to tell me what to do, but the last time
I took your girl advice, I ended up with a black eye.
[dinging]
All right, what screams rebel?
Wait. I have a vision.
[cats screeching]
Ah, perfecto.
Now, we have to do something about that hair.
[honking]
Ah.
Whoa.
[dinging]
Okay, Lori: truth or dare?
Dare.
I dare you... to cut off a chunk of your hair.
[chuckles, sighing]
Haircut hijinks, best senior year ever.
[dinging]
Now, don't get me wrong, love the gray.
Very European.
But have you ever thought about something a little more
look at me?
You mean like the ponytail?
A ponytail, [chuckles] no.
I mean like this. [gasping]
You're like a butterfly.
A beautiful social butterfly ready to take flight.
I think our work here is done.
[dinging]
Lincoln?
Hey, Lynn. Wanna hear my new poem?
It's called Space.
Space, Deep, black, endless,
like my heart, space.
Mind invaded, torn apart.
This is the real me, Lynn. I can understand
if you don't want to be my roommate anymore.
Oh.
[laughing]
Oh, that is the best impression of Lucy ever.
You are so funny, roomie.
[laughing]
[snoring]
[dinging]
What is this weird sparkly towel?
It's called a dress, Lana,
Now hold still while I work my magic.
Uh! It smells like princess farts.
[sniffing]
[growling]
Oh. Hey, Lola.
Your hairspray makes a great deodorant.
It really covers up that musky man smell.
Mmm.
[sighing] Help me get my arms unstuck.
You're gonna feel some slight discomfort and-
[ripping, screaming]
[dinging]
Operation Sneak Into A Yearbook Group Photo
So We're Not Forgotten Like Marty What's-His-Face is a go!
Okay, everyone, get ready.
Psst. Your powdered wig is crooked.
Here, let me fix it.
No biggie. There's more than one group photo
in the yearbook.
[dinging]
Let me get this straight, chula;
you want whatever haircut you could get for $2?
Yep, just keep it on this channel
and cut really slow.
Aye, Mijita, that's not a problem.
I love 'Adiós, Ana, Adiós'.
[panting]
What is she doing?
[crying]
Así nunca me reconocerán.
Ooh. [chuckles]
She gave herself a disguise.
Can you give me that haircut?
I don't have any swords but, I'll do my best.
[gasping]
[screaming]
[panting]
Wow, excited for tomorrow's finale, chula?
Yes! Can I watch it here? Please?
Oof, I wish you could, but I have four quinceañeras,
and a funeral to do tomorrow. The salon's closed.
[groaning]
[dinging]
I believe it leaves you with Lincoln.
But what do I know? I'm just the gifted one.
[clamoring]
Well, son, now that we've cleared out
the clutter, we've got a lot of extra space
in the house, and it's all yours.
Have fun with it.
[dinging]
So, Mr. Loud, why should we hire you?
Because I've literally mastered technology.
[chiming]
Hi, Boo-Boo Bear. Carol said what?
Can I get some privacy?
You should hire me
because I'm responsible and mature.
This tie is strangling me! Uh, I'm sweating in this suit.
These pants are giving me a rash.
[sighing] Now, where were we?
Lynn Loud, Sr. Pleased to meet you.
What's the buzz around here? [laughing]
Get it?