Mr. Walters!
Can’t you see I’m busy?
But we’re a band, Mr. Walters.
The S Club 7, Mr. Walters.
And we want to sing you a song.
Troup. Hey, no way.
But we bought you presents.
Well, maybe. Hit it!
S Club (There ain’t no party like an S Club party, oh)
Gonna show you how (Everybody, get down tonight) (Oh, yeah, yeah)
S Club (There ain’t no party like an S Club party)
Gonna take you high (Shake your body from side to side)
(Ooh, ooh) Wave your hands in the air
(Ooh, ooh) Like you just don’t care
(Ooh, ooh) There’s a party over there
(Ooh, ooh) There’s a party over there
Ha, ha! Nothing. But not bad at all. And now get out of here.
No, wait. We’re singing at the high school prom tomorrow night.
Would you come and see us?
Which school?
West Beverly High.
Really? My son goes there.
Oh, great. So does that mean you’re gonna come and see us soon?
Well, you know, I’m not sure the thing is my son doesn’t have a date for the prom.
Oh, that’s a shame.
I said my son doesn’t have a date for the prom.
Yeah, I heard you the first time.
No. I don’t think you did. My son needs a date for the prom.
That’s okay. Rachel will go with him.
What?
How kind of you to offer he accepts.
No, listen. I’m really sorry, but I can’t take your son to the school prom. I already had… (Jo stamps Rachel’s foot) Ow!
Sore foot! She was just gonna say she’s got a sore… uh!
No problem. My son’s not that good dancer, anyway. Leave your address with the secretary. We’ll pick you up at 7pm.
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