Sharpay's Fabulous Adventure Page #5

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and we'll do it again.

And both dogs, great work!

Shelby! Trying to run away

with my boarding pass

won't change the fact

that I'm leaving at 8:00 a.m.

6:
00 a.m.

What's going on? The dog.

What is this?

Somebody, please.

The dog is licking me.

All right, all right. Get me the other dog!

Sorry. What can you do?

There's only one thing

that breaks my heart.

Leaving Shelby behind.

Okay, go, go!

- Why is she twirling?

- What is she doing?

- Gill?

- Roger!

Figure out what's going on with the dog.

It's not helping me.

- Not helping, people!

- Meanwhile, get the other dog!

Sorry. What can you do?

There's only one thing

that breaks my heart.

Leaving Shelby behind.

Okay, go!

Oh, hey!

How is this helping? Really.

Am I the only one bothered by this?

Gill?

Okay, everybody, that's 10!

I'll admit you're good. But we're better.

Give up!

Give up?

Not until there's a Broadway marquee

with a picture of my dog so big

you can walk by

and smell his puppy breath!

I have to take the dogs for a nap.

Union rules.

Thank you.

- You break first.

- No, you break first.

Oh!

- Pretty cute, huh?

- Yeah! Yes, they are!

I just wanted to tell you something.

This is my show.

I'm America's sweetheart.

They're paying to see me,

not you two over-bred fur balls.

So, until I can figure out a way

to get rid of you,

you better watch your step,

otherwise you'll find out

the real meaning

of going home in a doggie bag.

This film

is cutting together really well.

Do I look amazing?

- The camera loves you.

- I know!

Oh, no! My dad's video-chatting me.

He thinks I live in a penthouse.

I can't let him see that I live

in a tiny studio in a filthy tenement.

With a boy in my room!

A boy, by the way, that has no money,

and lives in a tinier studio,

and who, apparently, has never heard

of the word "maid-service"! No offense.

What of that could possibly offend me?

Oh, my! Oh, my!

I don't know. Hyperventilating!

- What do I do? What do I do?

- Come on.

Come on. Hurry!

- All right, scoot over. Okay, go, go.

- Okay, I gotta get this. Stop!

Hi, Daddy!

Hey, princess! How's my little girl?

Overpaying for everything

and yelling at total strangers.

You're practically a native.

Hey, where are you?

That view is spectacular.

Well, there's hardly a penthouse

in the city

that doesn't have a spectacular view!

So, you the toast of Broadway?

Daddy, you know how I feel

about carb references.

Just a little concerned, sweetie.

The last time no one's heard from you

for this long

was when you found out your gold card

wasn't actually made of gold.

Well, I've been busy with rehearsals.

Outstanding! You got into the show?

Well, it doesn't quite work like that.

It's complicated.

But I know it's gonna work out.

Sharpay, is there something

you're not telling me?

You remember the deal, right?

If things aren't working out...

I know, I know. I have one month

to get in the show, and then...

Two weeks, sweetie.

You have two weeks left.

You're sure everything's okay?

It's fine, Daddy.

Well, okay. We miss you, angel.

Miss you, too.

I love you!

Boi has to get that role. I can't go home.

Not as a failure.

I need some sort of subtle,

visibly crushing advantage over Roger.

Look, why not just trust Boi is talented,

that you've trained him well,

- and let fate take it from there.

- Fate?

Fate gave a girl in my graduating class

one long eyebrow.

I can't trust fate.

Some matters you just have to

take into your own hands.

What do you mean

you forgot my bottled water?

Well, I was going to get

those magazines

that you said you wanted

from across town,

and I got hit by a bike messenger.

So I went to the hospital for, like,

just one second to get these stitches.

And meanwhile, I had no water!

I will get it for you right now.

Now I've had to drink tap!

- I am so sorry.

- "I am so sorry."

- I will do better.

- Forget it, okay?

Aside from catching some shade

from the shadow cast

by your madam's apple,

you're of no use to me.

You're... fired!

God!

Amber Lee?

Oh, wow! You look so cute, Sharpie!

- Sharpay.

- You changed it.

I like that even better.

So, tell me, what's on your mind?

I just saw your assistant leave in tears.

She's not my assistant. She quit.

No wonder she was crying.

Yeah, I don't think

she even really cared.

Next time I should probably

just hire a best friend instead.

Wait!

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

What are you thinking

that I should be thinking?

I could help you out

until you replace her.

That is what I was thinking

about thinking.

Of course this can't, in any way,

affect your decision

of which dog gets the starring role.

Oh, it won't.

I couldn't live with myself

if I thought I did anything unfair.

You have my word. Hey, I know!

How about dinner?

- That sounds awesome!

- Right?

Get me a reservation for two

at someplace fantastic.

Then call my agent, have her meet me.

Right. Sure.

Oh. I won't forget this. And I promise,

it won't be because you're helping me

if I happen to take a little extra liking

to Girl.

- Boi.

- You changed it.

I like that even better.

Oh, and can you take my mic down

to the sound guy

- and tell him the wire hurts my scalp.

- Okay.

You're the best.

Amber Lee says

the wire is hurting her scalp.

Personally,

I think she's using the wrong shampoo,

but she's the star, and you know,

I don't wanna say anything.

You're hot.

Excuse me?

You're hot.

Okay. Even though theater lighting

highlights my natural skin tones,

thank you for noticing,

that's a little rude, don't you think?

No. Your mic's hot.

It means it's on.

You see that little switch.

When it's flipped over like that,

it means it's on

and it's going through the entire theater.

Well, you could have led

with that part, thank you.

Amber Lee's got a great scalp!

You're hot.

Then she asked me to help her out

after her assistant quit.

And after I suggested it.

Are you sure this is wise?

I'm sorry. Let me re-phrase that.

This isn't wise.

It's perfect. Amber Lee will see

that she and I are exactly alike,

we'll become BFFs,

she'll make sure Boi gets the role,

then his fame becomes my fame!

I mean, this is the advantage

I've been waiting for!

Isn't it more like taking advantage?

And my father thought

I couldn't do this in a month.

It's turning out better than I imagined.

Hello?

Sure. Be right over.

Hello?

Oh, thank goodness. In here, quickly.

I just... I can't reach that.

Can't reach it?

Okay, it was a little bit of a test.

Only a true friend would come

all the way down here at this hour

and help me with something like that.

- So, I passed?

- Yes.

- But, seriously, the purse.

- Okay.

Thank you.

All right, here's your bag.

Here's your other bag.

Oh, and don't forget your photo shoot.

Oh, you're a lifesaver.

You must be at that photo shoot

to make sure I look as fabulous

as you always do.

- Are you serious?

- Serious? You're now also my stylist.

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