Mini-Me's & Muffin Baskets

Synced and corrected By Katniss Everdeen Okay, kids, I need your attention. Come on, gather round. We have a really big surprise for you. Oh, I love surprises. Tell me, tell me, tell me. Wait, don't tell me. Okay, fine, tell me. No, no, don't. Dez, you already know the surprise. Oh, right. Wait, remind me. No, no, no, don't remind me. Okay, remind me. No, no, no, don't. Okay, we're throwing the first ever A&A music factory showcase. We invited some record execs to hear you play. Ooh, ooh, ooh, can I a rap? I'm great at rapping. - Sure, Herman. - Yes! Oh, no, all the execs are going to be wearing suits. I'm scared of suits the blazers, the ties, the vests. And don't even get me started on the pocket squares. What are they even for? No one's expecting professionals. This is just a chance for you to get some industry feedback so you can grow as an artist. Sounds terrifying. I'm gonna head to the suit store across the mall and practice singing to some mannequins. Hey, Herman, we should come up with a really sick name for our band. Yeah, something baseball-y, like the sluggers, or the name my coach gave our team the embarrassments. I am so excited for the showcase. A lot of music execs will be there. Even Jimmy starr is coming. Oh, good. I haven't seen that guy since he changed his email, rejected my friend request and disabled the tracking device I put on his car. Dez, maybe stay away from Jimmy. Yeah, I'll be staying away from him too. That guy officially hates me. Well, he doesn't hate Ridley. He loved her at the karaoke sing-off. If she nails her performance, maybe he'll sign her. Yeah, and then we can get back on his good side. Who knows what that might mean for Austin? Who knows what that might mean for me? Maybe I'll finally get to take real photos with Jimmy, instead of the fake ones I make on my computer. That was a good day. You're an awesome dancer. Are you sure you can't perform with me at the showcase? I wish I could, but Jimmy won't let me. Anyway, you don't need me. And you definitely don't need that first aid kit on your back. But it makes me feel safe. I know how you feel. When I was three, I started carrying a binkie. When did you finally give it up? What do you mean? Okay, I need to take pictures for the showcase program. Ridley, you're up. Huh-uh. Ponytails are a photo no-no. Sorry, who are you? This is Sadie. She's supposed to be taking a piano lesson, but apparently she's more into what you're doing. With pop stars, image is everything. Hey, you're good at this stuff. Well, I'll tell you what she's not good at staying focused on the piano. I'm bored with piano. Guess who wants to play the trumpet now. Hmm. Bored easily, super opinionated. How do you feel about naps? Love 'em. Sounds like there's someone else here who'd be better as your mentor. Hint, hint. I hear you loud and clear. Come on, Sadie. Do you like tap dancing? They meant me. So what brings you to the music factory, Sadie? Well, I don't have any musical talent and I don't like to work hard. But I want to make a lot of money off of other people's talent and hard work. It's like I'm looking into a mirror a very tiny mirror. Welcome to management 101. B-t-dubs, did I mention I love your shoes? B-t-double-dubs, I love yours too. Okay, as a manager, it's your job to get people to do what you say. - Dez, sit down. - Whatever you say. - Wow, you're good. - I know. Now, dealing with industry types is difficult. You have to talk fast, be rude to the assistants, name drop as much as possible, and when you're done, send a muffin basket. Nice. Everybody loves muffins. And baskets. Now, why don't you try a practice call? Let's role-play. Dez, you be the assistant. Ring-ring-ring! Ring-ring-ring! Dez. What? I always pick up on the third ring-ring-ring. I don't want to sound desperate. Fine. Ring-ring-ring. Hello, Mr. I-didn't-have-time-to-come-up with-a-name's office. Are you having a pleasant afternoon? Let's skip the chitchat. Put your boss on the phone. Yes, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am. Psst, Trish. Who's playing the boss? - You are. - Wow. I got promoted so fast. Hello, Mr. I-didn't-have-time-to-come-up with-a-name speaking. Can I help you? Hi, this is Sadie. My good friend Katy Perry gave me your number, and I wanted to invite you to our showcase. I will send a muffin basket and a postcard with more info. And scene! Whoo! Nice work, Sadie. Okay, guys, I've got a great idea. We're gonna learn one of Ally's songs and surprise her with it at the showcase. But don't tell her. A secret? I'm great at secrets. But I'm terrible at keeping them. So what part are you good at? Oh, Ally's on her way in. Don't say anything. Everyone just act cool. Hey, guys. What are you working on? Kids. Am I right? So, when you're talking to a client, it's important to sneak your criticism between two compliments. - What do you mean? - Watch. Hey, Herman. Heard you on the drums earlier. You're sounding better. You gotta wash that smelly baseball uniform. Love the hair. Thanks. You're the best. Wait, what? Okay, now you try. Hey, Ridley. You have a great voice. You have no stage presence and you're going to make a complete fool of yourself at the showcase. Cute shoes. What? I'm gonna make a fool of myself? No. Sadie, why would you say that? Trish told me to be honest. Ridley has potential, but she's so nervous and awkward. She needs a lot of help. Ridley, don't listen to her. Sadie took it way too far. No, she's right. I don't have what it takes. I'm not performing at the showcase. I'm not performing ever. Ridley, wait. Trish, how could you let this happen? We need Ridley in the showcase. The showcase is to showcase her. I'm sorry. I was just trying to give Sadie a lesson on giving constructive criticism. It sounded more like destructive criticism. I'm gonna go get Ridley. When she freaks out, she likes to go to the camping store and hide in the sleeping bags. Sadie, I think you may have taken my lesson the wrong way. Look, Trish, you're a really good mentor, but I'm better at this than you, and from now on I'm gonna do things my way. Nice headband. Aww, thank wait. Darn. I've taught her too well. Is that Ridley? No. I went all the way to the camping store and brought back some other kid hiding in a sleeping bag. Whew. Hey, guys. Look, Ridley, I know you're worried about performing at the showcase, but what's the worst thing that can happen? Well, my performance could be so bad that the audience throws tomatoes at me. And smashed tomatoes make ketchup. And ketchup goes on French fries, and French fries are potatoes. And you know what else is a potato? Yams. And I'm terrified of yams. Come on, Ridley, we've got a lot work to do. Trish, you've created a monster. Sadie's got Ridley freaking out. She demanded a V. I. P. Parking spot for her bicycle. And look what she did to amp up Max's star appeal. I am not happy. Fine. - I'll go talk to her. - She's in her office. Office? Move, Dez. I need to talk to Sadie. Do you have an appointment? - Appointment? - Yeah, Sadie hired me as her assistant. I even get to wear this cool headset. Sadie and associates. Please hold. Dez, we both know that is not plugged into anything. And we both know there's nothing in that mug. I'll call you back. I'm sorry, but unless you have an appointment, I can't help you. Sadie's in a very big meeting right now. I can see her sleeping in there. Can you do 5:30? Do you seriously think I'm gonna wait around six hours to talk to an obnoxious little kid who locked herself in a sound booth in my music factory? You're right. Oh, we just had a cancellation. How's 4:30? Sure. And you are? Sounds great. When Ally hears you playing her song at the showcase, she's gonna freak. Let's try the song again. Oh, hey, Ally. Um, Austin, is this the song they're playing at the showcase? Yeah, it's experimental. I think you'll be surprised by how good it sounds at the show. What's up with Herman? Is he okay? He's doing his breathing exercises. Breathing exercises? He plays drums. You know what they say "a friend in need is a friend indeed. " - What does that have to do? - Well, see ya. Ally, we're playing your song at the showcase. Whew, that was a close one. That's exactly what Taylor Swift said to me yesterday. Sadie moved her office into the dance studio? Yes, we thought a bigger space would be better for her growing business. Your 4:30 is here. Sweetie, have a seat. I know what you're doing. You made my chair lower than yours to make yourself seem more powerful. I taught you that. I don't know what you mean. Okay, you are taking this way too far. You're not a real manager. You're a kid. That's not what my card says. You're right, that's not what your card says. That says you're a manger. Dez! I am so sorry. I'll get these reprinted. Bottom line, you're out of control. We almost lost Ridley because of you. I gave her the push she needed. She'd be way better off with me as her manager instead of you. You know what? I've had enough. I'm sorry, but you're no longer welcome at this school. Fine. I'm out of here. Dez! Get me down! And cancel her muffin basket. Thanks for making the snacks for the showcase, Dez. Oh, I forgot about the showcase. This is just my dinner. Your dinner is 200 teeny weenies? No, that would be crazy. I'm also having these 400 cheese cubes. I can't wait for Ridley's performance. I know Jimmy's looking for a young singer. If he thought she was great before, wait till he sees her now. He might really want to sign her. She could be his next Austin moon. Yeah, but, like, newer, younger, shinier. Uh, hello. Original Austin moon right here. And I'm still pretty shiny. Yeah, you are. - Dez. - Yeah. Come on, guys, we've got a packed house down there waiting for an amazing showcase. Whoo! Well, I guess now I don't have to share my weenies. No one showed up to our showcase. Hey, look on the bright side maybe they were all eaten by zombies. Trish, I thought you said we were gonna have a packed house tonight. We were supposed to. 100 people emailed that they were coming. Look. Sadie. That little brat broke into my email and told all the record execs our showcase was canceled. - She did what? - And look. She sent out invites for her own showcase tonight. It features Ridley and a secret celebrity guest. Sadie stole our showcase. Oh, that's why she wanted your email, password, contacts, and showcase invite list. Weenie? Okay, where is that little brat? Hopefully she didn't do anything to make Jimmy upset. I'm very upset. First, your showcase is canceled. Then I come to this one, and it's a mess. I don't see any performers. There's no free food. And that rugby team's taking up every seat with their pizza party. Oi, oi, oi! There's been a mix-up, but we're gonna fix it. Oh, Ridley, there you are. Don't be mad. I'm only here 'cause Sadie told me the venue changed. Where is she? Never mind. I see her. Come back here, young lady. Please don't yell at me. Nothing you say can make me feel worse than I already do. What were you thinking, Sadie? I wanted to prove that I could be a real manager. I guess I had no idea what actually went into planning a showcase. I have no lights, no musical instruments, no celebrity guest. But your invite said I just wrote that so people would come. I'm sorry. I don't want to be a manager anymore. I want to go back to being a normal kid, with an assistant. I did like that part. Look, Sadie, we're not gonna let this showcase fall apart. You may be in over your head, but it's our job to teach you how to fix it. Really? I'm gonna go get the rest of the kids and have Austin set up the stage. Ally can be our celebrity guest. Dez! I need you to get rid of the rugby team. Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi! Give it up for the multi-talented Herman! Next up the A&A music factory house band. Austin, you taught them my new song? They've been rehearsing it all week. I wanted it to be a surprise. I am so touched. Thank you. You knew, didn't you? Herman told me 10 minutes ago. And now, ladies and gentlemen, our secret celebrity guest Ally Dawson! Whoo! You guys were awesome. I'm so proud of you. Trish, thank you so much for saving the showcase. I'm really sorry I ever went against you. It's cool. You have a lot of potential. If you ever cross me again, I will destroy you. Cute jacket. Bravo, gang. Jimmy! I gotta say, that was the best showcase I've seen in a long time. And there's one performer I'm particularly interested in. I knew it! Where do I sign? I was talking about Ridley, but you're good too. I'll take it. I knew you could sing, but the music factory's taken you to the next level. Austin and I have been working really hard with her. Ridley Rogers, how would you like to be in business with Starr Records? Wow, I would love to. Hang on a sec, Jimmy. As Ridley's manager, it would appear that we have something you want and you have something we want. Maybe we can work out a deal. Let me guess: You want me to let Austin perform again. Trish, what are you doing? This isn't about me. It's about helping one of our students. I don't want to stand in the way of her opportunity. Austin, you can't keep putting your heart in front of your career. Maybe that's not such a bad thing. I've been doing a lot of thinking, and maybe I overreacted in the past. I gotta say, I miss seeing Austin moon on that stage. And so do millions of his fans. And so does his manager, who gets 10% of his paycheck. So what do you say, Jimmy? - You've got a deal. - Yes! Ridley, welcome to Starr Records. And Austin moon, welcome back. Thanks, Jimmy. Hey, Jimbo, we giving out hugs over here? No, we are not. That guy kills me. Welcome to Austin and associates. Do you have an appointment? We don't need an appointment. Dez, can you please just move out of the way? We need to talk to Austin about his comeback. I'm sorry, and you are? Ally Dawson. Austin's girlfriend. That you see every day. Doesn't ring a bell. Listen, Austin is very busy working on his comeback. I can schedule you in for a week from Tuesday. Oops, no, that's staff evaluations day. Sorry about this. I tried to fire him, but he said I had to give him two weeks' notice. How about next Wednesday? No, that's the company picnic. Next Thursday? No, that's our team building workshop. Next Friday? That's our wellness retreat. How about Saturday? Nope, we don't work on weekends. How about Monday? Nope, that's secretary day. Austin is taking me out for steaks. Or how about next tuesda-a-a-ay?