Happy Valentine's Day.
Welcome to Club Soda.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Welcome to- Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
There's too much talking in the line.
Now just have your IDs and tickets ready to show me.
Okay? I'm in charge.
Welcome to Club Soda.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Hey, what up, dog? Happy V day. [chuckles]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What?
You got to be at least 13 to get in.
Well, we're all 14.
Wrong. I know Piper. You're all nine.
Uh, I'm not Piper. My name is Judy Glickman.
This ID is fake, Judy.
Okay, are you going to make this a thing?
Sorry, kid. Rules are rules.
You'd better not-
Come on, girls.
I'm still in charge!
Welcome to Club Soda. Happy Valentine's Day.
- Welcome to- Oh, hey, Char. - Hey, dude.
I didn't know you were coming here.
I wasn't planning to
'til Henry told me about his date.
Who, Bianca?
She's already in there with Mitch.
[glass shattering]
[honking, tires squealing]
Henry found himself another date.
- Who? - I've said, all I can say.
- Okay. Do you have a ticket? - No.
Well, then you can't-
Charlotte?
[music playing]
Hey, dude. Dude.
[music playing]
What can I get you?
Uh, soda, two Cherry Lime Devils.
[music playing]
Hey, hey, hey, hey. These are for me.
[music playing]
Oh, hey, Bianca.
Oh, hi, Charlotte.
Hey, Mitch.
So, did Henry come with you?
Nah, he's, uh...
[music playing]
Man, I should buy her a soda.
[music playing]
[cheering, clapping] [music playing]
[music playing]
[cheering]
Can you dance like that?
No.
You should take some lessons.
[music playing]
[cheering, applause]
[chuckles] Thanks.
Thank you. How you doing, Bianca?
Okay. Thanks.
[music playing]
'Sup baby?
I know you're not talking to me.
Nope. I'm talking to this sweet thing right here.
Hey, she's not a thing.
- She kind of is. - Sh.
Wanna dance?
You came here with Bianca.
It's not polite to dance with another girl.
Well, it's not polite for me to dance on your face either.
Well, lucky for you, my face isn't the floor.
I'll be on the dance floor.
Whenever you're ready.
Okay, that guy is just evil.
Yeah, he is pretty evil.
Evil? Evil.
- Where's she- - Tiffany.
Hey! Hey! Here she comes. Get out of here.
[music playing]
Oh, okay. Yeah, no, I can get down with that.
Here we go. Then.
Here, here, just give me your hand.
[groaning]
[gasping]
That is a crazy dance.
[glass shattering]
Oh.
What are you gonna do?
Oh.
Where are you going?
Oh.
Help me-e-e-e!
Look, it's Kid Danger.
[cheering]
I love you Kid Danger! He's so dreamy.
Hen- Kid Danger, be careful!
[cheering]
Thanks! Thank you!
[cheering]
Obviously, this girl has severe anger issues.
She really does.
Right. So I'm going to take her to therapy.
[cheering]