Hannah Montana: Keeping It Real Page #2

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You're going to clean up

this trash heap.

And you can start

by picking up these clothes

and putting them in the closet

where they belong.

No, Dad, l wouldn't do that.

(EXCLAlMS)

That's it! We're cleaning this room out!

And stop tickling my foot, boy!

l'm way over here.

(BOTH SCREAM)

Lilly, darling, don't l look smashing?

Miley, darling,

what are my other choices?

Okay, look, l'm meeting Trey's parents!

They're like billionaires.

l've got to make sure they like me.

So if that means looking like this

and talking funny, then,

''William, Jeanette, it's divine

to meet you. Kiss, kiss. Kiss, kiss.''

Hello, ladies.

Miley, what the Sam heck

are you doing dressed like that?

l'm going on a date.

Wow, if you don't like the guy,

why don't you just tell him?

(BOTH MOCKlNG)

Works for me.

-Really?

-Yeah.

At least l know the fellow

will keep his hands off of you.

See?

Lilly, l have never felt this way

about a guy before. l really like him.

And if his parents don't like me,

then that could ruin everything.

What am l supposed to do?

Okay, he already likes you

just the way you are.

l'm sure his parents will too.

Maybe you're right.

l mean, Trey is really awesome,

how bad can his parents be?

Hey, l'm Miley Stewart.

Nice to meet y'all.

What an adorable little accent.

Son, you never mentioned

she's a genuine country bumpkin!

l've never met a bumpkin.

Wait till l tell the girls at the club.

You're kidding me, right?

Darling, please, don't just stand there.

Have a seat.

Or should l say, ''Sit a spell''?

-Okay, listen...

-We'll be right back.

Trey, take your time.

We'll be ''a-waitin'.''

(BOTH LAUGH)

-l know, l know, they're a little...

-Rude? Mean? Horrible?

-Why didn't you warn me?

-Because you wouldn't have come.

And l wouldn't have

been able to do this.

Oh, boy.

Please, don't let them scare you off.

l really like you.

Well, lucky for you, l don't scare easy.

Mr. and Mrs. Harris?

l have something to say.

l am Miley Stewart,

and l am not just some regular hillbilly.

(COUNTRY MUSlC RlNGTONE)

(CHUCKLES)

(SPEAKlNG FRENCH)

Hello.

Hannah, you have

to get down here pronto.

Your friend, Lola, is ruining my party.

Hey, Orlando! Great butt.

Putt! Great putt!

Wait, come back!

This is the most hideous evening

anyone could ever have.

Wanna bet?

Look at me, darling, l'm country.

Thank you.

Miley.

Refreshing, light, lemony.

They're called finger bowls, dear.

lt's for ''warshing up'' between courses.

(BOTH LAUGH)

-''Warshing up''?

-l'm sorry.

Well, if the soup is half as good,

this ought to be quite a meal.

(MOCKlNG LAUGHTER)

Mmm.

lnteresting. What is it?

They... They call it sweetbreads.

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