The Standoff Page #5

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I just want to share my

knowledge with people.

Yeah, we all want

to share something.

I mean, Jerome

has his cat thing,

and Klyde jumps through, like,

flaming hoops or something.

We all just want the world

to know that we're here.

Think I'm with Lala on this one.

I'm not like that at all. I

don't even have social media.

Oh. Well,

you're just weird.

All you care about is

that Amy knows you exist.

- Amy?

- Mm-hmm.

That's not even kind of true.

Oh, okay, yeah. Okay.

Why are you laughing?

It's the same with you.

What?

No, come on.

- It's actually kinda true.

- Yeah, sorry, but it's true.

See? We all want someone

to know we exist.

Mmm.

You done good,

Emerson. Mmm.

- Hey.

- Hey.

Hey.

What's up?

Just makin' some brownies.

Here. This one's

for you.

For me?

Wow, thanks.

- Yeah.

- Oh, my gosh.

Hey, I mean, just because Amy

and Farrell can't get along,

- doesn't mean we can't.

- I totally agree.

You know, as a peace offering,

I think I should make a

brownie for Farrell too.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You're so nice.

- I know.

Hey, could you get me some

more chocolate chips?

I think they're down

there in my basket.

Yeah!

Could you do it now?

- Oh, you want 'em now?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Okay, cool, man.

- Yeah, cool.

Eh.

There we go.

- I got 'em.

- Oh, cool.

Are you wearing my shirt?

No, this is my shirt.

Well, it looks a

lot like my shirt.

- You mean the one you're wearing?

- What?

Oh.

Who is that?

That's Jack Guthrie,

the most popular,

best-looking,

most attractive guy

at Northside high.

How do you know who he is? You

don't even go to our school.

It's Jack Guthrie!

You think you can keep

a guy who looks like

that all to yourself?

Psst. Psst!

- Hey, Amy.

- Hi, Jack.

Would you accept this rose?

You know, I've been thinking.

The prom is just

around the corner.

- In five months.

- In five months.

And I was wondering, well, if

you don't have any other plans,

you'd maybe like to go with me.

What...?

Wait, me?

Oh, my gosh!

Yeah, yeah, of course!

I'd love that.

Great!

Well, let's go.

Um, but it's in five months.

Well, I'm sure you need

to pick out a dress

and do your hair

and all that stuff,

so we should probably just,

you know, get going.

I'll go with you right now.

- I'll go anywhere with you.

- I'm sorry.

It can't be you. I'm

supposed to ask her.

You're supposed...?

Who told you to ask me?

No one.

Just take my hand

and we'll be on our way.

Seriously? This is

the best you can do?

You thought by dangling some

shiny object in front of me

I would be tempted

to leave the contest?

Question, do you have

any self-respect?

- Not really.

- Okay, yeah. Thought so.

Nice try, Farrell!

Better luck next time.

What was that?

I told you to ask her

on a date, today!

Not to prom in five months!

You think I'm giving you 200

bucks for that performance

of a lifetime, you got

another think coming, pal.

Well, you still owe me 50 bucks.

- For what?

- My appearance fee.

Oh, and $18.95

for the roses.

Keep the change.

Buy a brain!

Hey, miss congeniality!

It's not a beauty competition.

If it was a beauty competition,

there'd be no competition.

You know, you could be

pretty if you wanted to.

So you're saying I'm not pretty?

Oh, no.

Let me rephrase.

You could be prettier

if you wanted to.

What if I don't want to, okay?

What if I'm fine

just the way I am?

I think you're afraid

of being pretty.

I think you're afraid of

the attention you'd get.

- That's not true.

- Isn't it?

I mean, you hide

behind your brains,

and you let your hair grow out

like an over-fertilized chia pet

and you dress like a boy,

and not even a cute one.

I mean, if you just changed

a few little things,

everyone could see how

beautiful you really are.

I don't need to be beautiful, okay?

I'm smart.

But why can't you be both?

- Step into my office.

- So surprisingly strong.

Dude, how's it goin'?

Is this really all we have left?

What kind of Sherpa are you?

How about a brownie?

A brownie?

Zane!

I love brownies.

This is... oh.

- This is so good!

- I know, it's so good.

Oh!

I want you to have these.

Token of my appreciation. I

appreciate you, you know that?

- You got these for me?

- For you.

- Thank you, man.

- Mm-hmm.

That makes me feel so special.

You are.

And so is this brownie.

Well done.

Oh, I'm in such a good mood now.

Thank you, I really needed this.

- Okay.

- I really needed this. All right.

- Go kill it, buddy.

- I'm gonna win.

Go get us a car!

You look amazing!

- I feel amazing.

- Ooh.

Yeah, this should fit you.

You have to try it on.

How many clothes did you bring?

Oh, I brought

my entire wardrobe.

Okay, I'll give

you some privacy.

It's time to show the

world the real Lala...

Whatever your last name is!

Zzyzx!

Nobody ever gets that.

Oh, that's good.

- Hey, where's Lala?

- I don't know.

- Who's that?

- Is that her?

Wait, what?

It can't be. I know

that I'm not late.

I just checked

the time on my phone.

I mean, I

double-check...

You!

You changed the time on my phone

so that I wouldn't

get back here in time!

All I did was give

you a makeover.

You look amazing, by the way.

I look like you!

Yeah. Like I said,

you look amazing.

How could you?

You know, I thought that for

a minute, we were friends.

No, we could still be friends.

I'll pick you up in my car when

I win, and we can go shopping.

I'm sorry to interrupt,

little lady,

but I'm afraid I'm gonna have

to ask you to leave.

It's over for you.

I won't forget this.

You may have outsmarted me

but I am smarter than you!

Oh, you just wait.

You'll regret this!

You are gonna rue the day you

ever messed with Lala Zzyzx!

Ooh-whee!

I'm gonna miss her, huh?

- She's a feisty one.

- She looked good, though.

You okay, man?

Uh... Fine, yeah. No, I'm fine.

- Hey, what's up?

- Hi.

Hey, um...

So, you know,

I've always kind of...

Admired you from afar.

I guess you could say I've

had a bit of a crush on you.

But because of the whole

Farrell-Amy thing,

I've never really gotten a

chance to know you, you know?

Um, so I was wondering,

will you accept these flowers?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Ah, that's okay.

- Okay.

Thanks.

My knees hurt,

so I'm gonna get up.

Okay.

Hi! It's Sophie here.

Still.

I am still here.

It's like this

is never gonna frickin' end.

You know what? Here's

my tip of the day.

Never do this.

Six...

Oh, will you stop it?

Can't you see we're all exhausted?

Stop being so energetic.

You knew what you were signing up for.

This is an endurance contest.

I came to win, all right?

You know what? I think the

winner of this contest

should be based on popularity,

not perseverance.

Yeah, but if that was the

case, Jerome would win

- because he has

more followers than y...

- than you.

- He doesn't, his cat does.

The cat does, right.

You don't look so good.

Well, I feel amazing, so...

- I'm gonna be fine.

You know, maybe this contest

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