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Hello, reality show lovers. This is Michael Galbart, and welcome to Live in

Dream. Tonight, we follow five teens live in the dream at Teen Buzz magazine.

Let's see what thrilling expose these journalists are chasing.

Can't look. Just do it, Wilder. This isn't just for us. The world needs what

you're doing. Forget the world. Do it for me.

Cabbage to coleslaw in under a minute. Can we do it?

Blast shot!

Yeah!

Quick, what's next?

I know, Michael's shirt. I love it.

Cockatoo cut!

Hands off!

Cut!

This is completely unprofessional. Is this how you want the world to see Buzz?

Let's take it from the top, people.

Okay.

Give me that.

Watching the time pass.

Can't wait to get out and hang out with my friends. Find out what's new.

Who's processing on who.

I knew that from the crew.

It's so cool to be in the pages.

I know I haven't been over for dinner in a while, Mom. I'm busy.

No, still haven't found a girlfriend.

No, Mom, I was too good for her.

Gotta go.

Moms, I know what that's like. I keep telling my mom, don't worry, I'll meet a

guy on my own. You know, he might walk right into Teen Buzz and sweep me off my

feet. Or he might be nowhere near this building. You just never know.

Excuse me, I have to go call my mom.

Thanks for the talk.

Hey, the game on guy and school issues girl, what's up? Gelby, my man, you're

about to witness history.

Doesn't involve cabbage.

Nope, it's an online boxing game. Gloves of glory.

Bex is my ringman. I prefer manager.

Ringman. Manager.

Ringman. Manager.

Ringman. Manager. Ringman.

Manager.

It's only natural that Wilder would come to me for management expertise.

I am, after all, professional.

Actually, I'm the glue that keeps this whole place together.

See how I tent my fingers in classic scheming formation?

Night of evil genius.

Tomorrow's the Screaming Feet farewell concert, but the tickets are sold out

I forgot to book my press pass, so I'm going to need a little... Hello, Daddy's

assistant. What's the name of the song I'm thinking of? It goes... Baby, you

gotta believe in... Something, something.

Well, when you remember, could you call me back?

Hi, Amanda.

Hi, Noah.

Uh, I'm over here.

Obvious. So what's up?

The screaming feet are breaking up, and I can't get tickets to the farewell

concert.

If only I knew a contact at the Pierce Music Palace.

What? Daddy owns that.

No. Your daddy?

Do you think he can get me in? All I have to do is whine.

That's great. Thank you so... Oh, no.

What? What's wrong?

I just remembered.

I live far, far away from there, and I don't have a car or a driver's license.

Well, there's that big people wagon with the huge wheels.

The bus?

Yeah, I've seen old guys clip their toenails on the bus, so... I know! I can

you a ride in Daddy's limo! Oh, my gosh, that is a super idea!

Also, give me front receipts, backstage passes, and a massage at your boss. I'm

sorry. Swedish massage lady's on vacation.

Fine. But you owe me.

Hang on.

Yeah.

Do I feel bad for tricking Amanda?

No. See, scheming is my art form.

Plus, Amanda's pretty shallow and manipulative herself, am I right?

Right.

Check it out. Finished salad, no dressing. Take the heat and no cheese.

Chocolate pudding, no chocolate.

Figure it out.

Go.

You see that guy?

Follow him. Get me the exact same thing.

Go.

Scott. Assistance.

Do I know you? Michael Calvert, Michael Davies. Fantastic job. Just super.

Gosh, does all the fame ever get to be too much? In three years, I haven't

waited in line, paid for a meal, or tied my own shoes.

So, gosh, that'd be no.

Wow. Fame has no downside.

I wanted to pick your brain and ask you a professional question.

And here comes the downside.

Joking, kid. It is kid, right?

Pick away.

Though I believe begging for an autograph is embarrassing.

Can you stand this, please? Oh, please, oh, please.

Dear Kid in Bowtie, live

the dream.

Kid in Bowtie, I have a nickname.

I should have gone with the chicken fajitas.

What do I see when I look at Michael Gelbart?

I see my future self.

Of course, I'll have a way bigger fan base.

Come on, Wilder, get him!

Ladies and gentlemen, we're in round eight of this Gloves of Glory Battle

Royale. We pick things up late, because let's face it, who wants to watch seven

rounds of cartoon boxing?

Give him a lap.

Put it that way.

No, I'm not.

does one of her adorable oh dears oh dear night oh

man no one's gonna i swear i never even

rebecca had nothing to do with it oh dj refines

out there's no way a man will can i have some ice cream

this is the boom it's always dipping in and out of frame if your sound guys got

weak arms

Watch the mic. Just because we're not filming doesn't mean people can't hear

you. I learned that lesson the hard way earlier.

Your shirt isn't that bad.

Mr. Govart taught you all that?

Mikey G taught me everything about the industry.

Like, talk to the crew so they believe they're on the same level as you.

Give them a free sandwich and a pat on the back and they'll fall for anything.

This must be Noah talking about the huge favor I did him. Let a professional do

it. It's a union thing.

Which button is it?

Sing on.

Do I feel bad for tricking Amanda?

No.

Scheming is my art form. Plus, Amanda's pretty shallow and manipulative herself,

am I right?

I am right, aren't I?

Sing! Classic reality show backstab.

For shame, for shame.

Bad, Noah, bad.

What dissed me?

On TV.

Me. The one who just did him four humongous favors.

He will rue the day he ever crossed paths with the Pierce.

The day will be rude.

Can I do that again? I felt the neck vein popping out.

Makeup.

There's fans and then there's fanatics. Am I right?

I know I'm right. Like kid in bow tie.

I like him and I hope to never see him again kind of way.

But little dude needs to back off because he's cramping my style.

And I am all about style.

You're a good listener. That's going to reflect in your Christmas bonus.

I'm thinking expired movie passes. That's what you got me last year. Uh -uh

What did I tell you about talking?

Not to. And what'd you just do?

Better.

Oh, and no eye contact during pudding time.

When you overheard me talking about your shirt, would you full as crust as mine

is now?

Pretty much.

It's okay, kid. Have a sandwich.

Thanks, sound guy.

Thanks.

Hey, best bud.

Did you get the tickets?

Oh, Daddy's assistant?

You know, the concert tickets, limo ride, and backstage pass you got for my

friend? Can you throw them on the floor and stomp with them while yelling Noah

Jackson is a stinkhead?

Stinkhead? Like his head smells?

Just do it.

Oh.

So you must have overheard. It was a total joke. What's wrong with you? You

I was going to see it.

I just...

Thought you'd see it after I saw the concert and then we'd chuckle about it.

Quick,

tell Noah while his heart's already broken.

You tell him it was your lips that got us into this.

Guys, hey, this is the worst day ever. I just want to hang out with my

girlfriend and my best bud.

Rebecca and I kissed!

Smooth.

I'm so sorry, Noah. It was a total accident. It was... A victory kiss.

A what? A victory kiss.

Wow, there went off the glory. It was a thrilling moment.

He, we, it kind of happened.

I'm so sorry, Noah.

Did I mention I was sorry?

Let's see if I understand this.

My girlfriend kissed my best friend.

Was it on the lip? Yeah!

Didn't we do an article about this last month?

Here it is.

Get your lips off my girl.

Seems Teen Buzz frowns on such things.

Dude, I was the online boxing champion of the world. I had to get someone

curving these lips.

Rich school cancels my ticket.

Concert's all gone south.

My best friend grabbed my girl and kissed her on the mouth. I got nothing.

Nothing. Nothing left to lose.

Yeah, I got nothing, nothing but the blues.

Want the latest buzz on your favorite subjects?

This dream team can bring it. Rebecca, what's going on with the... Get off my

back! I was happy for a friend while it was a friend. It was a victory kiss.

There is no such thing as a victory kiss.

Ooh, someone's feelings are hurt.

Yeah, mine. My feelings are hurt.

Wilder, do you have any words for your best friend?

Quick, before he starts eating pudding with his fingers again. He does that,

know.

I'm the Gloves of Glory champion of the world, the global world.

That's a kiss -worthy event.

I can't have the whole world to choose from. Why'd you put your kissy lips on

girlfriend? Victory kisses don't count, duh. But what do I know? I'm just a

shallow, manipulative little girl.

But I was a victory kisser! I was a victory kisser!

Listen up. Boss Man is on the line with some huge news. Gelby, make sure you get

it all for the episode.

Hey -o!

Boss Man here with good news and bad news.

First, let the good times roll.

I'm launching a new magazine in your building about cats.

Perfect. A cat magazine?

Where, on another floor?

Nope. Right where you're standing.

So here's the bad news, coming at you straight.

down buzz.

Twist and shout, over and out.

We just got yak break for our show.

Gelby smells a daytime Emmy.

Okay, we're all still mad, but at least you're mad in a camera -free zone.

I can't believe Bossman thinks he can make more money off a cat magazine.

Meow, I'd subscribe to that.

In order to destroy it.

Guys, focus.

We need to review the plan.

Buzz has six weeks left.

Sergeant Gelby said that our episode airs in four weeks.

Right after he called you an annoying little dweeb.

Oh, Gelby.

We've got two weeks between being on TV and losing our internship.

Gosh, is that enough time with all the kissing you'll be doing?

We'll prove on Gelby's show that we're professional journalists. Then maybe

Boston will keep the magazine alive.

Even a shallow girl like me can pull off a plan like that.

We'll have to work with that hack, Gelby.

We can do it.

Let's do this!

What? I got it in me.

Let's read a plan.

So far, no sign of our buzz buddies.

Yesterday, we found out they were going out of business.

Tragic, tragic stuff.

There they are.

Let's see if Noah Jackson resolved his feelings about the passionate kiss

between his girlfriend and his so -called best friend.

When two professionals love their job, it sometimes manifests up with a kiss.

Cut.

Teen Buzz is an innovative magazine that speaks to our generation.

Everyone here is not only a colleague, but a friend.

I hope this experience will continue for a long time.

Hey, Ruchi. I'd like to discuss our third quarter gains as compared to last

season. Now, recent analysis seems to indicate... Wake up! A girl being

professional here? I'm wearing a headset.

Teen Buzz is an innovative magazine that speaks to our generation.

Everyone here is not only a colleague, but a friend. I hope this experience

continue for a long time.

What was your article coming along, Ms. Harper?

Splendidly. And yours?

Goodly, very goodly.

You're doing an excellent job.

I just finished my story about the most kissable CEO, and Boss Man is number

one.

Of course he is.

Teen Buzz is the best magazine in the world.

I'm happy, too. I must express my joy physically.

In a world of professional journalism, kisses fly fast and furious.

Teen Buzz is an innovative magazine that speaks to our generation.

Everyone is not only a colleague, but a friend.

I hope this experience will continue for a long time. Cut!

What's going on here?

What are you talking about, Captain Gelby?

Business as usual at Teen Buzz headquarters.

Hey, yo.

Really? Boring sound bites, boring phone calls, boring articles, and Noah

kissing my head.

Which at least wasn't boring.

Do you have the magic touch?

Hey, my head did half the work.

I know what's going on here.

They think that the boss man will catch the show, see how professional they are,

and ditch the cat magazine to save Buzz.

Wicked plan.

One problem. No one's ever going to see this because it's too boring to air.

Loser plan.

You want to save Buzz?

Why don't you go back to what brought you here in the first place?

The bus?

Passion.

I didn't pick you guys because you were professional.

I picked you guys because you wanted this more than anything else.

He's right.

We do want this more than anything else.

We don't need to impress Boss Man.

We need to impress our readers.

I know.

Baking peanut posters.

I think what she's going for is... We have to remind our readers that this is

the coolest magazine ever.

Not as tasty, but good.

Let's do this.

Uh, uh -uh. Company hand pile only, please.

Yeah!

Edit that out.

I've got everything you need for tonight's Screaming Feet concert. Again.

And... I arranged for you to introduce the band.

Cool. Great place for me to start the Save Buzz campaign.

Thanks, Amanda.

You rock.

Let's say we share a limeride. I'm off to meet Figaroji. It's a little

convincing, but he's giving Team Buzz an exclusive sneak peek at his next

collection.

Michael Horace Gelbert. That's not my middle name. Oh, right. It's arrogant.

I'm backdishing real dirt, Gelby. And I've got my top story for the next

TV host mocks young boy's dreams.

Please tell me you're talking about Ryan Seacrest.

Ryan Seacrest is a gentleman.

He would never stoop to your level.

Mom, next month when you read about me and Teen Buzz, they actually mean Ryan

Seacrest.

He would too stoop to my level.

Going for another victory kiss?

Nope. We're starting a virtual kissing booth on the Buzz website.

You get a free kiss for every new subscription.

Talk about a commitment to a cause.

Hey, I've kissed everyone in the office. Why stop now?

Watch out for virtual cooties.

It's the 11th hour and our buzz gang is standing by.

Will their plan to save the magazine work or will we have to change the name

the show to live in the nightmare?

That can't shut us down. We have at least 5 ,000 new subscribers.

Impressive. Let's see if a bunch of cats pull that off. Sounds great.

Do you think the cats are trying? Because I've seen them cough up some

huge hairballs.

It's up to eight now.

Even if we lose, we'll lose with passion.

Passion could use some deodorant.

The Screaming Feet fans were awesome. They totally rallied behind the

It's cool what you did, Amanda.

And... Uncool, that did.

I'm sorry.

If Buzz doesn't come back, this is what I'm going to miss the most.

Other people telling me that they were wrong.

The French thing is nice, too.

Time to hear from the boss man's mouth.

Here you go, guys.

We're all here, sir.

What's the word?

Diane, team scribes, here's the dilly.

Kitty Cat Chronicles is on.

What?

I knew you'd shut us down. Nothing ever goes right.

Whoa, whoa.

Is that our gossip guru?

I like his verve. Let me finish.

I'm launching the cat bag in Newmarket, so you guys aren't going anywhere.

Whoa.

I guess there is such thing as a victory kiss. I'm sorry.

of five teens in a magazine.

Through hard work, a cool kid in a bow tie, and a heck of a lot of kissing,

they're living the dream.

That's one down.

Who's next?

Take it. Hey, I didn't pay for it.

Kids, don't try this at home.