Beverly Hills Chihuahua Page #2

...doggie-o out of here?

Perdname, por favor,

but my heart must speak.

I only wish to say...

that if you ever need someone

to lick inside your ears...

or chew the hard to reach places...

or share your slumber in the sun...

I would be most honored

to be that special someone.

- Woof.

- Put your tongue back in your mouth.

Oh. I don't think so, Papi.

You mean, not now.

I mean... not ever.

I see. Of course. Well...

This thing.

Papi!

Duty calls! Please have

a most wonderful day.

Cool. Thanks a lot.

Rachel, wake up.

I've got a mani-pedi at 11:00,

and you have to make my waffles.

Get up!

Aunt Viv's.

Hi, Angela.

What?

You're a genius.

Yes, I can be ready

in 30 minutes. OK, bye!

Pack your swimsuit, Chloe.

We're going on a trip.

A trip? Ooh, where are we going?

Mexico! Yeah!

I love this town!

- Let's check it out.

- Surfer boys, hi!

Hi.

I love this town!

I could totally live here.

Isn't this great?

I'm starting to get the feeling

there's no Four Seasons here.

Whoo!

- Third floor, baby.

- Woo!

Hello? Somebody forget something?

- I'm walking by myself.

- Chloe!

I'm starving.

What's taking them so long?

Wait. What time are

we supposed to meet the guys?

Right now, at that club.

Wait a minute. I forgot

the name of the club.

- Cayuca Club!

- Right. Cayuca!

Be right back.

- Dinner time!

- Finally.

You should dance with Bryan, Rache.

- I'm gonna dance with him.

- He's cute!

You'd better be making me

either prime rib or reservations.

There you go.

You're joking, right?

I am ready to dance all night!

There's only one thing this is good for.

- Try this on for size.

- Come on, let's go!

Chloe!

That's a bad dog!

That's a very bad dog!

Rachel. What did you do to her?

Nothing! She's faking! Let's go.

- You silly girl.

- She's so cute.

- We should take her with us.

- Yes! Take me out for food.

- I'm not taking the dog dancing.

- Cayuca!

Hey! Wait!

Come back here! Oops.

Just add that to the bill.

Hello?

Hola and adis.

You want to dance, Rachel? Let's dance.

OK. Guy with a giant knife. Moving on.

If I wasn't starving,

this might actually be fun.

Oh! There you are.

You are in so much troub...

Put me down! Who are you?

Rachel, help me! Somebody, please.

I'm being dognapped!

Rachel!

- So... good night.

- Seriously?

No kiss?

Chloe!

Chloe, come out.

I'm not kidding. I mean it. Stop hiding.

Chloe?

I'm sorry I gave you dog food.

Chloe?

I'll order you room service

for breakfast in the morning!

- Chloe?

- What's up, love bug?

Chloe's missing.

I don't know where she would go.

She doesn't like to walk anywhere,

- let alone run.

- Well...

- What?

- Las peleas de perros were in town.

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