Sleepover

I can't believe you're moving. Where is Vancouver anyway?

Do you know what happens to girls who start high school with no best friend,

no guy, and low social standing?

Nothing. Nothing ever happens to them.

But look at it this way... you have the whole summer to revise your image.

I never truly had an image, did I?

Start now.

Bye!

See you guys!

Julie, Hannah, hold on. Take this. Here. There you go.

What's this? I thought we were done with junior high.

It's the summer reading list.

You read all these books?

Yeah, many times.

Really, Mr. Corrado, you need to get out more.

Okay, that's not funny!

You two, slow down!

Julie, party problem.

Great. Staci's gonna go to Liz's sleepover.

Speak of the devils.

Hey, Yancy, my father's a lawyer.

He could help you sue the diet pill company for nonperformance.

Do you want to come to my sleepover?

Me? Yeah, sure. Absolutely.

- It's tonight. Seven-ish. - Cool.

Last chance to see a picture of me in a coma.

I've got tubes in nasty places.

You were barely in a coma.

Three hours.

Hey, hey, what's this? Someone having a par-tay tonight?

Par-tay, Jules!

Keep it up, SpongeBob. You'll have two pictures of yourself in a coma.

Jules, I can't make your overnighter. I'm doing the dance.

The dance?

The high school dance?

Oh, right. Have fun.

"Have fun"!

How did Staci get so popular, anyways?

We used to be best friends.

That was elementary school.

True.

So, I think I have a solution.

I'll just move with you.

You have to stay put, kiddo, hold up the tent.

The tent won't be the same without you.

So this is our future?

Your future.

I still can't believe you're moving.

How am I supposed to do high school without you?

There it is...

the high school lunch spot.

And there's where I'll be sitting.

Cool...

uncool.

Staci and Liz...

me.

Life is so predictable it kills me.

Steve is so plush.

Isn't it great? He can't see me, not at all.

I thought you'd never get home.

We have a million things to do before the party, Julie,

so I stopped on my way home and I bought all the stuff.

Stuff? What stuff?

Oh, Mom, not the Party Playhouse!

We are having a ladybug party.

We've got ladybug cups...

ladybug plates...

and a ladybug piñata.

Mom, I'm 14, not 4.

I just thought your party should have a theme, like they used to.

Aren't these antenna boppers just a hoot, Hannah?

Look.

Someone stole my bike.

What happened to his car?

Repossessed.

We're all so proud.

Maybe I should stay home tonight.

No. Bad, Mom. You can't.

And why not?

Because we don't need a babysitter.

Besides, Dad'll be here. He's a great enforcer.

Slumber house rules.

Oh, for the love of carbs, do we have to...

Slumber house rules.

"No leaving the house,

no boys, no damaging important stuff."

If there's any structural damage to this house...

So, is this the part where you break into song?

Honey, you ignore the house rules,

you will stay home with your grandma and help her sort wigs

while the rest of us go to Hawaii... without you.

Are you serious?

You would take that and leave me?

That, who is supposed to be at college

setting a good example for his younger sister?

Yeah, well, college...

Everyone was so serious.

High school was great.

Stay as long as you can.

Please... please tell me we have different fathers!

Julie, enough. Go to your room.

Ren, go to your former room.

And you, outside.

My mom is so blindfolded.

Look at what she bought me.

Now, those are hot.

She seriously thinks I'm, like, 10 or something.

Can I borrow five bucks?

- Can you knock? - Actually, I need 20.

Can I borrow 50 bucks?

Get a job. Or better, go back to school!

I am blooming! I need a lock on my door!

Hey. What's going on?

Fried Twinkies.

I wish I'd invented these. Wow.

Honey, I feel so guilty leaving you alone with the party tonight.

Are you sure this is okay?

Have fun, and while you're gone, my love...

I'm installing the Aquapure system.

Oh, honey, why don't you just relax tonight? Our water's fine.

Fine? Fine? Let's just take a look at our water.

Blue! Blue, okay?

Know what that means?

Our house is having a boy?

I'll tell you what,

I don't know what it means, but I'm gonna find out,

and I know it's not good, it's not good for any of us.

Okey-dokey. Well.

I'm going now.

Behave.

Right.

Go! Be merry! Have fun, okay?

All right. Now, have a good time.

And keep the music down, okay?

I'm finally back on speaking terms with the Mulligans, okay?

Mom, go.

What do you think they do for fun?

My mother doesn't do fun.

Butt crack alert.

Party!

You're wearing that to the dance?

We're skipping the dance.

Skipping the dance?

This is where we're going instead of the dance?

I spent all month getting ready for this dance.

That's pathetic.

Come here.

Stop it!

You're crushing my Lulu Guinness.

Maybe I should have asked her out.

Come on.

You promised. You promised when you graduated, we would hook up.

And you promised to take me to the dance.

Get off me!

Out!

- What? - Get out. We're over.

Really?

Yeah, really. Have you forgotten who I am?

Let me think.

The second-string quarterback... on the junior varsity.

You'll be so ruined in high school.

Liz? Change in plan. I can't get you guys into the dance.

Calm yourself. I have new funness in mind.

Start making a list.

Hi, two large pepperoni,

two with pineapple and barbecue, and one with...

- Anchovies! - That is so rank!

The dead little stinky fish.

Okay, thanks.

It better not be SpongeBob.

So... who's responsible for all the sound?

You're not our usual Rent-a-Cop.

Chuck had a breakdown. Chuck was weak.

This whole...

This whole ZIP code is now my domain, and I am hip to you, little missy.

Got a call about excessive noise.

Keep it down.

Hello. May I?

It's a Coke.

It's a Coke.

But you can't be too sure, 'cause you kids are very crafty these days.

Yeah, yuck. I'm gonna be watching you, little yuck.

- What's with this guy? - Let me get it this time.

What are you doing here?

Todd and I hooked up. So we decided to skip the dance.

Okay, you guys have done the makeovers,

the website vandalism, and the frozen bra, right?

Um... yeah.

So, let's get this gala started.

Yeah. Send it.

Question. What's going on?

That was Liz. She's having a party, too.

We heard.

So we decided to put together a little hunt.

Who are you?

Yancy.

I'm Yancy. We had P.E. Together all year.

You're orange.

Oh, my God, Yancy, you are orange.

You used too much Presto Tan.