| Arnold: God, I just can't stand Helga anymore! Lila: I honestly don't know what you ever saw in her. Arnold: I swear, she was different when I was going out with her. Lila: Oh well, you have me now, sweetie. <Kisses him> Arnold: <Kisses back> And I'm glad I made the change. Lila: Me, too. <Kisses him> Gerald: <Walks up> Hey! I thought we were all suppossed to be running errands. Sheesh, hypocrite. Arnold: Oh, like you weren't gonna stop for a couple kisses the whole trip? Gerald: <Grins> Just get going. Come on, Helga. <Gerald and Helga walk away, Arnold and Lila head to the station> Lila: Wow, this place is ever so pretty. Arnold: Really? You think so? Lila: Yeah, all modern and retro. Arnold: <Looks at shabby surroundings> Whatever you say. Wait, Lila, how can something be modern and retro? Lila: Oops, did I say that? Arnold: Yes. Lila: Heh, umm, nevermind. Let's find Nocturnal Ned. Arnold: Okay. <Asks front desk clerk> Where's Nocturnal Ned's recording booth? Desk Clerk: Do we have an appointment? If we had an appointment we'd be in the book. Arnold: Umm, yes? Desk Clerk: Name? Arnold: Umm, Mr. Smith. Desk Clerk: Hmm. Smith . . . Smith . . . Sorry, no Smith. <Gives gruff look> Arnold: There's bound to be at least one Smith in there! And I made an appointment. Desk Clerk: <Gives gruffer look> Hmmmm. Lila: Actually, we uh . . . have no appointment. Desk Clerk: I figured. Arnold: <Whispers> Lila! Don't! Desk Clerk: Would you like to MAKE one? Arnold: Umm, when would we be able to get in to see him? Desk Clerk: Hmmm, there's an opening . . . in an hour. Arnold: An hour? That's not too bad. Desk Clerk: Is that good for you? Arnold: Yes Desk Clerk: Ok, good. Name? Arnold: Arnold. Desk Clerk: Last name? <Gives gruff look> Arnold: Just leave it under Arnold. Desk Clerk: Last name? Arnold: Ummm . . . Smith? Desk Clerk: <Gives gruff look> Ok, Mr. Smith. Be back in an hour. Lila: Why didn't you tell them your real last name, Arnold? Arnold: 'Cuz. Lila: <Shrugs> Whatever. So what are we going to do for an hour? Arnold: Well, we can just sit in the lobby and talk and . . . stuff. <Gives flirty eyes> Lila: Ok. <They sit on modern/retro/shabby black vinyl couch> Desk Clerk: <Gives gruff look> <An hour passes> Desk Clerk: Smith! Arnold Smith! Arnold: Wha?! <Jerks up from kissing Lila> Oh, umm, okay. Where's Nocturnal Ned? Desk Clerk: In his office. <Gives gruff look> Arnold: Where is the office? Desk Clerk: Take the elevator to the 3rd floor. There is a door labled "Nocturnal Ned". Arnold: Okay, thank you. <They go to the office> Lila: I hope we can get him to DJ. Arnold: Yeah <Knocks on office door> Ned: Come in! Arnold: <They go in> Umm, Nocturnal Ned? We have something to ask you. Ned: Why hello kids. What can I do for you? <Tries to twirl doughnut and drops it> Whoops, dropped my doughnut. <Reaches for doughnut> Arnold: Umm, well, me and my best friend are having a joint birthday party in eight days and . . . Ned: Hmm . . . <Blows off donught> It's still good. Arnold: Well, we were wondering if you could DJ for us Ned: Ah. Do you know how many kids ask me to DJ for them? Arnold: Umm, no. Ned: Well, none so far. But now you have! And that makes one! Arnold: So will you? Ned: Hmm, how much will I be paid? Arnold: Umm, I dunno. I'd have to talk to Gerald about that. Ned: Hmm, well, let me just check my schedule. Arnold: Okay. Ned: <Looks at empty calendar> Well, I'm pretty booked, but if you can give me $300 for the night, I'll do it. Lila: Please, Ned? <Gives him cute face> Ned: Well, since youre so adorable, I'll do it for $200. Do we have a deal? Arnold: Umm, I'll see if I can get the money. Ned: Great! You can pay me up front. Arnold: Okay. Ned: See ya' Friday party animals! <They go to find Gerald and Helga> |