Get a Clue

- Hey, sunshine.

- Morning, Jen.

- Awake yet?

- Now I am.

- Hey.

- Hi.

So, what's your outfit du jour?

I've narrowed it

down to two. Ready?

Hmm. Don't care much for that one.

Okay...

There's this timeless ensemble.

Now, that I could borrow.

It's trs cute.

- You think?

- Most definitely. Okay, my turn.

Oh, three words. Fab-u-lous!

- Thanks, Jen.

- See you. You know where.

As always.

I don't get it, Dad.

If you don't like that paper,

why do you read it every day?

Because I'm a reporter, Taylor.

I'm curious.

Besides, it's important to keep

your eye on competition.

The Daily Examiner is a competitor

to The New York Times?

- I know it's hard to believe, but true.

- I read it religiously.

Is it crispy, Gilda, the way I like it?

- Like charcoal briquettes.

- Great. Thank you.

Would you pass the bacon?

Turn your high beams off

before you force me to do it for you.

Can you get along

while I'm out of town?

I can try, but it's been my

experience that she can't.

I assure you, can't and won't

are two very different things.

- This is your article in the paper.

- What?

Yuck, it's a gooey love picture.

I can't believe it.

I submitted this to the

Junior Journalist column weeks ago,

- and they actually ran it.

- You've been selected. Wonderful.

Oh, it is, honey.

They ran your photo.

I used Taylor's spy camera. It

shoots pictures from around the corner.

- What's the article about, Lex?

- You used my camera?

It's just a story about Miss Dawson

and her friendship with Mr. Walker.

They're teachers at Millington.

Ah, sounds like

a human interest piece.

Yeah, definitely human interest.

Gossip.

Hello? Yes, she'll be right down.

We'll celebrate when I get back.

We'll go shopping on

Madison Avenue. The two of us.

Sounds like fun. I better go.

Ma, why don't you

take Lexy with you?

I wish I could

take you all with me.

Well, it's time to leave.

I trust that everything's gonna

run smoothly while I'm away.

Doesn't it always?

You have a successful trip.

- Bye, girls.

- Bye, Mom. Love you.

Be good in school.

Cool.

Yeah.

No way.

- Hey, Lexy.

- Hey, Lexy.

- Hi, Lexy.

- Hey.

What's up?

Congratulations, Lexy. It's so

exciting. The Daily Examiner!

Mr. Walker and Miss Dawson?

No way.

- Who knew?

- What a scandal.

You shine, Lexy.

Thanks, guys.

- Hey.

- Hi.

- Hey, Lex.

- Hey.

Oh, my gosh,

there's Mr. Walker.

I don't know what Miss Dawson

sees in him.

And that hideous green coat.

Hi, Mr. Walker.

Oh... Lexy.

Hi. Um... so I'll e-mail that

to you right away, Jack.

Thank you.

Mr. Walker.

That's Miss Stern,

the control freak admissions officer.

May a speak with you a moment?

Uh, certainly, uh, Miss Stern.

Um, I'll see you both in class.

That was, uh, some article.

Oh, you saw it?

Yeah. Hedda Hopper

had nothing on you.

Hedda who?

You call yourself a writer.

You should know.

She was the most famous

gossip columnist ever.

I am not a gossip columnist.

I give advice. The article in The Daily

Examiner is a human interest piece.

Right. Sure it is.

Ew.

All right,

so what's your secret?

If I told you, it wouldn't

be a secret, would it, Gabe?

How'd you get that shot of Mr. Walker?

He won't allow his picture in yearbook.

You know what they say: "A good

reporter is always on the job. "

- Hi, Gabe.

- Hey, Jennifer.

Bye, Gabe.

How excited are you about getting

your article in The Daily Examiner?

- Everyone's talking about it.

- Jack Downey just trashed it.

Of course he did.

He's so jealous.

- You think?

- Come on.

You snapped an amazing picture

of your teacher's good side,

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