Crime in the Key of V


 * Narrator: It's a typical day in the city. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and the villains are groaning.
 * Mayor: WordGirl, for being such an exceptional superhero, I'd like to present you with this key to the city. You are truely the best.
 * Crowd: (Cheers)
 * (Victoria arrives)
 * Victoria: I don't think so.
 * WordGirl: Victoria.
 * Victoria: Hello, WordGirl.
 * WordGirl: Do you really have to middle in this ceremony?
 * Victoria: Yes, I do. Because there's clearly been some mistake. That key should be mine.
 * Mayor: Why is that?
 * Victoria: Because, I'm Victoria Best. And I'm the best... at everything.
 * Mr. Best: You tell them, Darling! That's our daughter. I'm Mr. Best. This is my wife, Mrs. Best.
 * Mrs. Best: As you can see, we're the bests.
 * Mr. Best: We're really are.
 * WordGirl: Victoria, we've been over this. Nobody can be the best at everything.
 * Mr. Best: Maybe you can't, but she can.
 * Mrs. Best: Show them, Victoria!
 * WordGirl: Now hang on just a minute. I got this key for being the best superhero. Victoria, you are not a superhero.
 * Mr. Best: Well, she could be if she wanted to.
 * Victoria: Yeah, I totally could.
 * WordGirl: It's not that easy.
 * Mrs. Best: For our Victoria, I'm sure it will be. Isn't that right, Victoria? Vicky? Mummy's talking.
 * Victoria: Um, sure, yeah. Easy peasy. But, how exactly am I going to become a superhero?
 * Both: Put your mind to it.
 * Victoria: Duh! Put my mind to it.
 * WordGirl: Um, well, good luck with that. I'm just going to take my key and, uh... bye.
 * Narrator: Anyway, later that afternoon at the bank...