Get a Clue

- Hey, sunshine.

- Morning, Jen.

- Awake yet?

- Now I am.

- Hey.

- Hi.

So, what's your outfit du jour?

I've narrowed it

down to two. Ready?

Hmm. Don't care much for that one.

Okay...

There's this timeless ensemble.

Now, that I could borrow.

It's trs cute.

- You think?

- Most definitely. Okay, my turn.

Oh, three words. Fab-u-lous!

- Thanks, Jen.

- See you. You know where.

As always.

I don't get it, Dad.

If you don't like that paper,

why do you read it every day?

Because I'm a reporter, Taylor.

I'm curious.

Besides, it's important to keep

your eye on competition.

The Daily Examiner is a competitor

to The New York Times?

- I know it's hard to believe, but true.

- I read it religiously.

Is it crispy, Gilda, the way I like it?

- Like charcoal briquettes.

- Great. Thank you.

Would you pass the bacon?

Turn your high beams off

before you force me to do it for you.

Can you get along

while I'm out of town?

I can try, but it's been my

experience that she can't.

I assure you, can't and won't

are two very different things.

- This is your article in the paper.

- What?

Yuck, it's a gooey love picture.

I can't believe it.

I submitted this to the

Junior Journalist column weeks ago,

- and they actually ran it.

- You've been selected. Wonderful.

Oh, it is, honey.

They ran your photo.

I used Taylor's spy camera. It

shoots pictures from around the corner.

- What's the article about, Lex?

- You used my camera?

It's just a story about Miss Dawson

and her friendship with Mr. Walker.

They're teachers at Millington.

Ah, sounds like

a human interest piece.

Yeah, definitely human interest.

Gossip.

Hello? Yes, she'll be right down.

We'll celebrate when I get back.

We'll go shopping on

Madison Avenue. The two of us.

Sounds like fun. I better go.

Ma, why don't you

take Lexy with you?

I wish I could

take you all with me.

Well, it's time to leave.

I trust that everything's gonna

run smoothly while I'm away.

Doesn't it always?

You have a successful trip.

- Bye, girls.

- Bye, Mom. Love you.

Be good in school.

Cool.

Yeah.

No way.

- Hey, Lexy.

- Hey, Lexy.

- Hi, Lexy.

- Hey.

What's up?

Congratulations, Lexy. It's so

exciting. The Daily Examiner!

Mr. Walker and Miss Dawson?

No way.

- Who knew?

- What a scandal.

You shine, Lexy.

Thanks, guys.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- Hey, Lex.

- Hey.

Oh, my gosh,

there's Mr. Walker.

I don't know what Miss Dawson

sees in him.

And that hideous green coat.

Hi, Mr. Walker.

Oh... Lexy.

Hi. Um... so I'll e-mail that

to you right away, Jack.

Thank you.

Mr. Walker.

That's Miss Stern,

the control freak admissions officer.

May a speak with you a moment?

Uh, certainly, uh, Miss Stern.

Um, I'll see you both in class.

That was, uh, some article.

Oh, you saw it?

Yeah. Hedda Hopper

had nothing on you.

Hedda who?

You call yourself a writer.

You should know.

She was the most famous

gossip columnist ever.

I am not a gossip columnist.

I give advice. The article in The Daily

Examiner is a human interest piece.

Right. Sure it is.

Ew.

All right,

so what's your secret?

If I told you, it wouldn't

be a secret, would it, Gabe?

How'd you get that shot of Mr. Walker?

He won't allow his picture in yearbook.

You know what they say: "A good

reporter is always on the job. "

- Hi, Gabe.

- Hey, Jennifer.

Bye, Gabe.

How excited are you about getting

your article in The Daily Examiner?

- Everyone's talking about it.

- Jack Downey just trashed it.

Of course he did.

He's so jealous.

- You think?

- Come on.

You snapped an amazing picture

of your teacher's good side,

then you wrote a killer article

about their secret romance,

and it ran in

a major New York newspaper.

Think about it.

The editor of the school paper

is upstaged by

a member of his own staff.

- He's dying over this.

- You're so right, Jen. Thanks.

- What are friends for?

- So true.

Do you think Miss Dawson

saw the picture?

I don't know.

It's hard to tell.

May I have your attention, please?

Hello!

As you know, it's Career Week,

and we're very honored

to have the participation

of so many talented parents.

I want your complete

attention when they present.

Now, our first speaker

is a 12-year veteran of the CIA,

with 10 years as

a covert operations officer.

Everyone, let's give

a big round of applause for

Mrs. Sommerville.

Thank you, Miss Dawson.

The life of a CIA operations officer

can be a very exciting one.

You get to travel the world,

explore different cultures,

meet lots of interesting people.

But it's a lonely life,

filled with empty hotel rooms

and late-night meals

in two-bit diners.

You begin to miss your cat.

I could write one too.

Jack, could you

come look at these mock-ups?

Ugh, I think my brain is in

meltdown. Can we go home yet?

What will people in this school

do without me? Listen to this.

"Dear Lexy, my friend

and I had a fight.

We made up, but the mean

things she said still hurt.

What should I do?

Signed, Bummed Out. "

This is a bummer. What will

you prescribe, Dr. Gold?

Well, she has to be honest

and tell her how she feels.

- That's what I'd do with you.

- And I with you.

Then, she should reward

herself for speaking out

by picking up a cute

jelly roll handbag.

Excellent advice.

She'll feel better in no time.

Definitely.

Okay, everyone,

time for our weekly meeting.

Now, our first order of business,

as most of you are already aware...

Lexy Gold was honored today

by The Daily Examiner,

which published

an article and photograph

she submitted to their

Junior Journalism section.

Let's give her a round of applause.

- All right.

- Yeah.

Your editor, Jack Downey,

would now like to say a few words.

I would?

Uh, I mean, yeah, I would.

Thank you, Mr. Goldblum. Uh...

I guess I'd just like to say

that we're all proud

when one of our own is able to make

their way onto a more visible platform.

Especially a colleague from one

of our, well, softer news areas.

So, congratulations, Lexy.

Today The Daily Examiner,

tomorrow The Post.

- Yeah, congratulations.

- Yeah.

- Goddess on the mountaintop.

- Thanks, Jen.

I'm gonna need your copy

if you want to make the next issue.

- This story's kind of old news.

- You know what, Jack?

I actually owe you a thank you.

It was because you

wouldn't run my story

that I sent it to The Daily

Examiner in the first place.

Ooh.

Gertrude, you startled me.

I need to talk to you.

What more

is there to say?

I just don't understand.

Don't talk so loud, okay?

L- I... I never...

I never meant to hurt you.

Oh, really?

Then what did you mean to do?

What changed?

We made all those plans.

Orlando, I love you.

Okay, well, I don't love you.

That's what's changed.

Can you understand that?

I guess I'm gonna have to try.

I'm sorry I ever met you.

If you think I'll continue

to pass you in these halls,

you're sadly mistaken.

One of us has to leave Millington,

and I assure you

it's not going to be me.

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