I Didn't Do It

Huh. "Under new management."

Oh, so the old manager dude's name I never learned

isn't here anymore.

I wonder what happened to...

I didn't learn it either.

I love what they've done with the place,

which seems to be... nothing.

Welcome to the new and improved Rumblejuice.

What's new about it?

Me. The name's Betty Lebow.

That's why I'm wearin' the bow.

If you forget the name, look at "le bow."

If you have a problem with me, you can "le go."

That's not a joke.

Great. I'm gonna have to find a new safe place.

So Betty, have you always been in the smoothie business?

No. Retired military. I was in the Coast Guard.

Coast Guard. What do they do exactly?

They guard the coast.

Oh, boy, that's a thinker.

Now I'm pursuing my dream.

Your dream is to make smoothies?

My dream is to drink smoothies.

Care to make my dream come true?

You must be the sassy one.

- Betty likes sassy. - Thanks.

But only when it's coming from Betty.

So, ladies, what are you doing this Saturday night?

I'll tell you what you're doing.

My house, slumber party, who's with me?

Okay, we're gonna try this again.

My house, slumber party, who's with me?

Linds, I don't know. I'm gonna have a ton of homework this weekend.

Yeah, and I can't come because...

One second, let me find my list of excuses.

Oh, oh, here's one.

My weasel's gonna be sick.

Okay, I get it.

Some of my slumber parties haven't been the best.

Some? How about all?

Remember the one when we were ten, you gave us both head lice.

Hey, that was not my fault. I got it from Logan.

- Got it from Garrett. - Got it from Delia.

- Got it from Jasmine. - And I got it from you.

And I... got it from Logan.

Oh, no, we already went around once.

Remember the one when we were eleven?

Pineapple pizza. Trampoline, barf.

Or the year after that.

Veggie chili, trampoline, barf.

You'd think we would've learned.

That's enough barf talk for me. Wanna head out?

Yes.

Hey, if Lindy's having a slumber party this weekend,

can I stay at your house?

Sure. My parents will be out of town, so we can go nuts.

Within reason.

What's it like to be ruled by fear?

Fear doesn't rule me. Just makes very strong suggestions.

Even if I wanted to come to your lame slumber party, I can't.

My AP Bio teacher scheduled a big test for Monday.

That's not fair.

I know. Mr. Jenkins does it all the time.

He's the meanest teacher ever.

That's why I'm in choir.

There's no homework in choir.

Wait, there is some.

Done.

Jazz, come on, you can study on Sunday.

And I promise you, this party will be the one to end the streak.

Come on!

Say yay to the slumber partay.

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

Just because you're dancing doesn't mean...

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. No dancin'.

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

Get up, say yay to the slumber partay.

No finger dancin' either.

Okay, girls, off with the cleansing strips.

Eww!

My pores are so dirty.

My turn, my turn.

Eww!

So disgusting.

Huh. I thought that was a freckle.

Eww.

Let's see what's next on Lindy's list o' fun.

We have done manis, pedis, facials,

and now, it's time to talk about boys.

Deels, crushin' on anyone right now?

A few guys, actually.

They all wear matching tank tops and shorts,

and hang around the gym a lot.

The basketball team?

Yeah. Them.

How about you, Jazz? Crushin' on anyone?

- Logan. - I don't like Logan.

- Why would you say that? - He just came in the room.

Oh, right. Of course. I knew that.

Lindy, I'm headin' over to Garrett's.

I took the cover off the trampoline, so let the puking begin.

No, not this year,

because this party is rockin', right, girls?

I lost a freckle.

Congratulations.

Should I tell Garrett you said hi?

- Yeah. - Whatever.

- That was funny. - What was funny?

You thought I was crushin' on Logan,

but he was just walkin' in the room behind me,

and you were just sayin' his name,

like you would when somebody walks into a room.

I think Jasmine's cleansing strip took a couple of brain cells.

- I'll grab you a sleeping bag. - Great, thanks.

What's with all the dog pics?

You know my mom shows Great Danes.

I talk about it all the time. Don't you listen?

I'm sorry, what?

That's where my parents are this weekend,

a dog show.

Hey, so where are your parents this weekend?

Um, Garrett?

He's Mom's first champion.

That is such an honor.

She named him after you.

Actually, it's the other way round.

- You were named after a dog? - He was a champion.

That's Garrett one.

Oh, so you're Garrett two.

Actually, I'm three.

Oh.

Oh, here's the sleeping bag under this bar bell.

You can sleep on the couch.

So your dad's hittin' the weights?

No, my mom. Seven days a week.

Can't get enough of it.

She can still carry me in from the car when I fall asleep.

Oh, your old game player.

Remember this? Time Traveling Caveman Adventures.

Our first video game.

I remember that one day I got to level six,

and had brunch with Eleanor Roosevelt.

Why did we like this game?

Because it's the only game you had.

I made friends with you mostly because you had this.

I hope this wasn't the only reason.

No. You had lots of cool stuff back then.

You wanna play? We can plug it into that old TV over there.

Sure, let's do it.

I wish your mom was here.

That was so sweet, and so sad.

- Funny movie. - What?

No, it wasn't funny.

She went all the way around the world

just to find her true love when...

he was right next door.

It's too bad she didn't go the other direction.

Then it could've been a two-minute movie.

Jazz and I liked it, right, Jazz?

Jazz?

What are you doing?

Just taking a little break from all the fun.

You're studying,

in the middle of my slumber party?

I have to.

If I don't ace this AP Bio test,

then I won't get into AP Physics next year.

That means I won't get into MIT for undergrads,

or grad school at Stanford.

Then I won't get to do important medical research

while meeting a brilliant, gorgeous guy,

and having 2.5 fashion-forward children

with silky, manageable hair.

And that is more important than my slumber party?

Jazz, you know you can take this test right now and ace it.

Come on, we're gonna go watch that movie again,

and you're gonna cry with me.

The dude of her dreams is the guy next door.

Spoiler alert!

Wait, was I supposed to say "spoiler alert" first?

Okay, movie's out. What's next on the list?

Let's see.

We have done manis, pedis, facials,

talked about boys, watched sad movie...

Oh, man.

We should've staggered our fun.

Maybe we should just call it a night.

What? No, no, it's only 10:00.

If we go to bed now, it won't be a great slumber party.

Don't overreach and worry about throwing

a great slumber party.

You threw a good to average slumber party.

Look, we had three really good hours.

That's more than you've ever done...