The Cheetah Girls Page #4

a little loco tonight.

Since when are you

the founder of the Cheetah Girls?

- What?

- Yeah, that's what you told Jackal.

You were all "I wrote the song 'Cinderella'

and I'm the founder of the Cheetah Girls."

- Yadda, yadda, yadda.

- You know I didn't mean it that way.

I was just tryin' to get in there

before my mom does.

And you know I will do

whatever's clever

to keep the Cheetah Girls on the prowl.

Yes. Thank you very much.

Yes, we will be awaiting your call.

Have a wonderful day. Bye-bye.

Well, she's gonna call us back for a time

on Friday so we can meet Jackal Johnson.

- Oh, yeah, I knew it.

- Cheetah power.

It's all over the school

about your 15 minutes of Jackal fame.

Well, you know, we're very fortunate.

Yeah, while you guys were

crossing paths with Jackal Johnson,

we rushed to a lecture

with the great Wynton Marsalis.

Actually, we couldn't afford tickets, so

we drank mochaccinos across the street.

- Well, I had hot chocolate...

- Wynton came in.

He sat two tables down,

and we exchanged ideas.

No, no, no, man.

You handed him a sugar packet.

Busted. You didn't even

buy the man a coffee?

- Hey, Cheetahs.

- Hey.

Can you guys come by

the newspaper office for an interview?

The Jackal story is front page.

Oh, sure, we are always down

for a photo op.

My man handed Marsalis a sugar packet.

We ain't gonna get no ink?

- Bye.

- He is just so fine.

- Are you crazy?

- Huh?

You know what? If he can't respect

my art, he can't have my heart.

- Whatever.

- Lurk, Momma.

We got front page on the magazine.

- Wait, wait, wait. Hold that down.

- Yeah, Cheetah.

- Hey!

- What?

Now that we're stars,

we need to start acting like it.

And how's that?

Well, stars don't talk

with their mouth full.

And they don't carry bottles of

Hot Papa Sauce in their purses.

Read the label.

Stars that know good food do.

I love New York, but y'all don't know

nothin' about spicin' up no food.

I have to take a little bit of Southern

with me everywhere I go.

Well, Aqua, I have a problem

with your table manners.

You better stash the sauce

next time we see Jackal.

She took my... she...

But she took my hot sauce.

You guys, she's right.

Looks do count.

- I got something on my face? Where?

- Oh, shoot. A little.

"Closed on Saturday"?

We rented the space to the Gold Medal

Crew video people for their auditions.

But I need credit for those hours.

How am I supposed to pay for my lessons?

Help me run the auditions.

I'll credit you for two weeks of lessons.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Great.

Hands up if you know

that you're a star

You better stand up

if you know just who you are

Never give up. Never come too far

Girl power. Girl power

How do you like that, Toto?

I like it, too.

It's going to be our demo.

I'm ready for Jackal.

Hope everybody else is.

Hello, Def Duck Records.

May I help you?

- Yo, what time is it?

- A quarter past time to be on time.

Where is she?

You know, if Dorinda is sitting there in

the same clothes she wears every day,

I think I'm gonna scream.

Do you want to walk?

Always wear comfortable shoes and put

the heels in a bag. Slip 'em on before.

- I've always told you that.

- Right, Mom, right.

There they are. My Cheetah Girls.

Hi.

Galleria's running

a little late, Mr Johnson.

Number one - Mr Johnson's

my father. Call me Jackal.

If this Jackal guy wants just one penny of

you guys' money, he's not the real thing.

Mom, we...

I know these impresario types.

The head of my modelling agency was...

We are just lucky to be in

the same room with Jackal, Mom.

Please don't mama to death. Please.

Sweetheart...

Let me give you

one more piece of advice.

Make the meeting.

Soak your feet later.

Mom, wait up.

Girls, what do you say we

take a tour of your new home,

while we wait for the other divette

to make her entrance?

Mom! Could you please slow down?

I don't want to have sweat.

- That's a bad first impression for Jackal.

- It's business, darling.

I know it's business, Mom. Could you

please slow down? I don't want...

Excuse me, sir.

Please, Mom, please?

I am all about the South.

Spend every summer on my

grandfather's place in Dallas.

- Ooh, there he is.

- Don't mess with Texas.

Jackal Johnson,

I am so sorry that I'm late.

- You should've seen the traffic.

- Yes.

- Can I talk to you for a second?

- I'm sure this can wait.

This is Jackal Johnson.

I'm sure he's a very busy man.

I just hope I haven't missed anything.

Nope. Smells like you

brought it with you.

That's a good one.

Baby.

- It's OK now, Bubbles.

- It's not OK, Chuchie.

This is the most spectacular meeting

of our entire career,

and I walk in this room, and I make

fudgey feet all over the floor?

He's never gonna work with us now.

Galleria, Cheetah Girls

are four people.

I know, I know. But I got to pull it

together. Enough of this puff'n'stuff.

It's showtime, baby. When it boils down,

that's what being a leader is all about.

Thanks for having my back, Chuchie.

You're the one.

Hey, come on over here,

my little poop tracker.

You all good again?

Yeah, I'm fine.

So I guess now we need to

get down to business.

"Business"?

Well, the deal's done.

Aqua here pulled out a bottle of

Hot Papa Hot Sauce, and I was sold.

Well, really?

Aqua, what can I say?

Nothing.

Well, I brought a CD of our song,

and I just want you to listen to it.

My dog Toto says it's a hit.

Really? Oh, that's nice.

And I've got some contracts here for

the mama Cheetah. Standard agreement.

Standard revisions. And then when

I get my lawyer in on this...

Mom. Mom. Mom...

Well... what? Sorry.

Okey-dokey. Well, here's my checklist.

Number one - record a bumping demo.

Number two - have the record people

fall in love with it.

And three - make millions.

- So, who's down with that?

- Oh, yeah.

And how long will it take

to make this bumping demo?

We don't wanna pull

the girls out of school, right?

- You're right.

- So, uh... Schedule.

Schedule.

Let me see.

OK, here's what I'm thinking.

Learn the song Tuesday. Run it

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday night.

Rest up, come back in on Saturday,

lay down some tracks.

Less than a week?

These girls need more than one week...

- Mama, no, we don't.

- And then they have to...

- They have to tweak it...

- Mom, no.

Well, you've got to grab each voice, and

then digitise it in real time. It's a lot to do.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Down, down, Mama Cheetah.

This is just one teensy-weensy little

demo. It's not a soundtrack album.

All I need is one clean take, and then

the bells and whistles happen right here.

So... Saturday?

- Oh! Our school talent show.

- Don't even worry about that.

- We'll be here.

- That's what I like to hear.

Fresh! Bam!

Off the Cheetah-meter.

Yeah, and now the talent show's

down the drain.

Hey, don't worry about it.

Drinka will understand.

I hope you all know you're not singing

a note until my lawyer looks over this.

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