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Are you ready?

Ooh, I know you see me standing here.

Do I look good, my dear?

Do I look good today?

Ooh,

I'm just another kind of girl.

And you want to see my world.

the nurse's office.

Now, you see, that is a good example of why yoga isn't for everyone.

I'll see y 'all next week.

Where's Stacy?

Who gets hurt doing yoga?

Bad stuff always happens to Stacy.

I know. Remember when she fell off the roof and landed in that rose bush? Yeah.

Okay, that wasn't funny. No, not funny.

Hey, I'm gonna go grab a smoothie. Wanna come?

No, my next class is that way.

Okay. Later, Zell.

you were friends with Lisa Perkins?

Nice to see you, too.

Do you realize how fine that girl is?

How fine's that girl?

I don't know.

She's off the final meter.

Well, if you like her so much, go ask her out.

Nah.

She's got a boyfriend, and I respect the man code.

She broke up with her boyfriend.

Lisa's a free agent?

Mm -hmm. How come you didn't tell me? What'd I just do?

Oh, man, guys are gonna be all over that girl.

I gotta make my move.

Where'd she go?

That way, to get a smoothie.

Yes!

Wait, what do I say to her?

Just be yourself.

You know, but funnier and more charming.

Right.

Wait, I gotta hurry.

Can I borrow your Zedek?

Oh, finish line?

My name is Chase Matthews. Or you can call me... The guy that just beat Logan

Reese. Okay, you're the worst.

Nope, I believe I'm the best. As indicated by the top ten high scores on

video game. Oh, yeah.

Yeah. You're a real bad driver when it's video game go -karts. And your point

is? If it were the real deal, I'd smoke you like a salmon.

Okay. A, I prefer my salmon poached. And B, if we were driving real go -karts...

I'd beat you worse.

Yeah. Want to bet?

Anytime. Can you get yourself a go -kart? I can if you can. Good.

Get one.

And meet me on the outdoor basketball court.

Saturday, noon.

It's on.

Yeah, it's on. See you there. See you there.

Feels like one of us should have walked away.

It does, doesn't it?

Ooh, I love these veggie straws.

Hey, what's going on, Lisa?

Oh, hi, Michael.

So you got yourself a smoothie.

Good call.

Like lunch in a cup.

Lunch in a cup.

So, I didn't know you had a pink jet egg.

No, no, no.

See, this isn't really mine.

I think I might have cut off the alarm.

What's the matter?

Nothing, nothing.

Do I get a touch of a seat?

No.

Just gonna, uh, I gotta, bye.

Woo,

yeah, keep going.

55 seconds.

One minute.

Give me another one.

Oh, come on, there's no way you can use this.

Drop it here.

Use the key. I forgot my key.

Well, can you come back later? Open the door.

We were trying to set a PCA hula hoop record. I'm sorry.

Why can't I ever remember my key?

Just start wearing it around your neck again. It was cute.

You got any paint?

Pink and white. And a brush.

Thank you.

What was that?

That was me.

Why'd you bring my Gen X in here?

Somehow I got caught in my zipper.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. There's nothing funny about a young man with a scooter

caught in his pants. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Yes, there is.

There really is.

How'd it happen?

It's her fault.

How's it my fault?

You went and got me all excited about Lisa, and then I got nervous.

You like Lisa?

It's not cute.

I can't even talk to the girl without something like this happening.

Quinn, do something. Can you get this off me?

Here.

These can cut through just about anything.

Be careful.

I understand.

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

I feel so bad for him.

If the worst comes to worst, he can just take off the pants.

No, I mean the whole Letha thing.

I know, he totally loves her.

Wait, isn't Michael gonna sing at Open Might Night?

Yeah, so?

We should invite Letha.

Oh, yeah, girls are total suckers for guys who can sing. Yeah, and Michael's

cute, he's funny, he's smart.

What's up with the crutches?

I had a little accident in yoga class. I sprained my left...

Oh, well, I'm sorry about your gloop. It's okay.

So, what is that?

It's almost a go -kart.

Logan challenged me to a race on Saturday.

Really?

I think Logan is so hot and spicy.

I mean, seriously.

Yeah, well, he's going to lose the race this Saturday.

Afternoon, Chase.

Nice, uh, lawnmower.

I'm using it as parts for my go -kart.

Oh, cute.

So, uh, where'd you get that thing?

Oh, this is just my little 95cc fuel -injected friend.

95cc? That sounds like some serious horsepower.

I thought we were supposed to build a go -kart.

Nope, we never said that.

The rules were we each get a go -kart, and then we race.

Good luck with your lawnmower.

See you Saturday.

Wait.

What was your hurry, Speed Ranger?

Logan, don't you want to take me for a spin in the tweet machine?

Logan! Get back!

I'm so much fun to spend time with.

Don't listen to what people say.

Logan! I'm wearing lip gloss.

All right. You guys are going to hear a lot more singers here at PCA's open mic

night.

Before I move on, I'd like to thank a few of our sponsors here at PCA. Kazu

Sushi Rocks.

I'd also like to thank the PCA Drum Department who helped us put together

stage. Hey, you up next?

Yep. Prepare your ears for ecstasy.

I'm about to sing it up.

Good, because guess who's sitting in front row?

Lisa?

Yeah, I told her she had to come hear you sing.

Why? Because you're an awesome singer. Girls love guys who can sing.

Come on. I can't even talk in front of that girl. How am I supposed to sing?

You relax.

Okay, next up is a three -time open mic night champion here at PCA. So let's

rattle some hands for the music man. It's Mr. Michael Barrett.

may have heard it or maybe not.

I don't know what you listen to.

Anyway,

here I go.

It's hot.

It's hot.

It's hot.

Why didn't he see me? I don't know.

Oh, my God.

Is he gonna...

What? Why'd you ditch basketball practice?

I'm too depressed to dribble. You're making too big a deal out of this.

I threw up on the girl of my dream.

Just a little bit on her shoes.

Why did I have to have Indian food for lunch?

And why did you have to invite Lisa to open mic night?

I was trying to help.

Well, you helped me into a deep depression.

I'm sorry.

What do you want me to do?

Make Lisa love me.

Oh, Michael.

Please. I love her so. Please. Please fix this.

I'll do what I can.

Thank you.

Hey, Rachel.

Oh, hey, Billy.

Oh,

did you get the vomit off your shoes?

Nah, I throw them out.

You know, the memories.

Yeah,

Michael feels really bad about it.

No, he shouldn't.

Really? Yeah, because when Michael threw up on my shoes... Yeah?

He got some bits on the pants of the guy who was sitting next to me.

Okay. And when we went outside to get cleaned up, we started talking, and I

swear, Zoe was like love at first sight.

Lisa. Oh, here he comes.

What's up, buttercup?

Hey.

Am I too late for yoga?

No, not at all. I'm Greg. This is Zoe. Zoe. Greg.

Hey. Hey. Zoe's good friends with the guy that vomited on you.

Oh. Well, I owe him big time. If he hadn't barfed on my pants, I would have

never met Lisa.

Oh, how sweet is he?

Yeah. Well, I'll let you guys do your yoga.

Want to join us?

No, I got a friend in the closet.

Ready, Reese?

Hey, you showed up. I was starting to think you were going to punk out.

Better not punk out, my friend.

Good. So where's your little lawnmower mobile?

Here comes Quinn and Lola with it right now.

What'd you do to your go -kart?

Um, I'll let my mechanic answer that.

Quinn? I re -bored the cylinder head, modified the intake valve on the

system, added a blower, and installed a five -pound nitrous tank.

I put those stickers on.

Wait a second. I say some of those modifications are against the rules.

Nope. I believe the only rules were, uh, we each get a go -kart, and then we

race. So, let's get it on!

What do I do?

Just press the gas pedal and steer. If you need extra speed, push this red

button. But I'm afraid of the red button.

Don't be a baby.

Oh, dear God!

You'll be fine!

How could she get another boyfriend in less than 24 hours?

It was just bad luck. She and this guy just bonded after you threw up on him.

Oh.

I drove Lisa into another man's arms with my own vomit.

You can't solve your problems with sad flute music.

I can try.

Overreacting. Look, I mean, she hasn't even been dating him a whole day yet.

Maybe it won't work out.

Maybe they'll just... Well,

thanks a lot.

For what?

For bringing me here and forcing me to watch the girl of my dreams eat a jiggly

dessert with another guy who's not me.

I didn't know they'd be here.

Well, there they are.

Peekaboo.

You okay, Buttercup?

Lisa? Lisa, what are you doing?

Stop it!

Lisa, quit it!

Come on!

Pick up the pace and you'll lose.