The Cheetah Girls Page #2

I thought I wrote it down, Mom.

Wait, let me check in the pad.

Um, yeah.

"Constellation will miss Saturday."

"Call her back, she can chat today."

Oh. Right.

I did this one as the Jamaican vibe

I was feelin' for the girls. Check it, see...

Constellation will miss Saturday.

Call her back, she can chat today.

Bomp-bomp, kitty kitty. Oh, go, mama, go.

Chat-chat, kitty kitty, boop-boop...

So that's your excuse?

For making me look flaky

in front of one of my best customers?

Comin' up with this,

what, cheetah chatter?

- La donna mobile...

- Papa!

- I need you to help me.

- Help you? I tell you what needs help.

My chicken piccata's ready for

the capers I asked you to bring home.

Capers... right. My bad.

Do me a favour, bring this pretty head

of yours down from the clouds and use it.

I am using my head,

and once my plan jumps off,

you'll be swimming

up to your ears in capers.

And what plan might that be?

You know what?

I think that I better have a seat

because this is going to be a very

long story. Don't you think so, Papa?

OK. First prize for the talent show -

time in a real recording studio.

Where I can make a demo like a pro,

so I can put it in some big willie's hands

and it'll be ka-ching, ka-ching,

bling bling bling...

I thought it was "bling bling".

Now it's three blings?

Fame and fortune just like that, huh?

Mom, Monique Twig, Electra Breeze -

all talent show winners, all platinum.

And Jackal Johnson. He went to

Manhattan Magnet, way back in the 90s.

- Back before the Internet and all that.

- Mom, he's not that old.

But listen, the Cheetah Girls

are first in line to win this thing.

And when we do, we will be needing

buckets to bring in the ducats

when it comes raining down.

And then I will cover you in ice,

and we'll have "yes, sir" and "no, sir"

butlers and maids.

- How do you like that plan?

- I love your plan, sweetheart.

And your plans and your dreams

are very important to us.

But before we can get to

maids and butlers and ice,

we have to get to some responsibility.

So, here's my plan.

That you focus on real life

and real chores, real, real soon.

I promise I will get it together. Promise.

Come on, Caper.

Daddy needs totos.

Bye.

See ya.

What is this?

What's she trying to...

Ma, looking for something?

Found it, huh? The bomb top

to wear to dinner tonight.

Ma, don't say "bomb". It's out.

Say "tight".

Tight. Tight.

As in "That top is too tight

for anybody's mom to wear."

It was cold.

But the Cheetah Girls, Ma...

- Ooh, now it's working.

...were off the hook.

Ma, what about this?

It's cheetahlicious. Yeah.

Now this is tight, huh? You're gonna

be my daughter the fashion buyer.

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