Josie and the Pussycats Page #4

Gosh, that's fascinating.

- Frame.

- I'm waiting.

I'm on to it, Fiona.

You wouldn't believe this place.

It's a cultural wasteland.

Stop making excuses and get

your ass back here with a band.

Tomorrow. I'll have

a new band foryou first thing

in the morning. I swear!

Then you'll still

have a job... maybe.

Just put this thing up?

Yeah.

Okay, girls, this is it.

Pussycats unplugged.

Let's hear it.

One, two. One, two, three!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey.

What do you think

you're doing?

You can't play here.

I've got things to sell.

They're new. They're orange.

- So?

- So, look at you. You're...

Who's gonna come into

my store with you outside?

The last I checked,

this was a free country.

The last I checked,

I was calling the cops.

"Get your ass back here

with a band."

I'd like to see her

move her ass once, just once.

Like he's really

gonna call the cops.

Run!

This is impossible.

Where the hell

am I supposed to find a...

Hello, ladies.

Wyatt Frame, MegaRecords.

Girls, I can't tell you

how happy I am

to be sitting...

at this table

with the P*ssy Hats.

Pussycats.

Yes, of course. Of course,

that would explain why

you're not wearing any.

Hats.

Okay, I speak on behalf

of everyone at the label...

when I say that we'd love for

you to sign with... MegaRecords.

Whoa, wait, whoa.

Don't sign anything.

Don't sign anything.

- Who is this?

- Alexander Cabot Ill.

I'm the Pussycats' manager.

Really? In that case,

you'll be entitled to 15%

of everything they make.

- I'm his sister, Alexandra.

Love the accent.

- Thank you.

I used to summer on the continent.

Fancy a snog?

Fancy a mint?

Wait a minute.

You want to sign us?

You've never even heard us play.

Oh! Oh, oh.

I'm sorry. Forgive me.

I thought you were a rock band

that wanted to sign with

a major label. My bad.

- No, no, no!

- No!

No. No. It's...

I didn't know it could

happen this fast.

Well, that's the music biz

for you. If you wait for it to

slow down, it might pass you by.

Look what happened

to the Beastie Boys.

- But they're huge stars.

- I know.

Excuse me.

I have to...

- Bathroom?

- Yeah, me too.

I went before we left.

Good for you.

You should always

try to go to the bathroom

before you leave the house,

even if you don't have to...

Okay, this is crazy.

Beep-beep. Gotta gloss.

It wouldn't hide the mustache.

Honk, honk.

Alexander!

I should be here.

It's a ladies' room.

Nothing I haven't seen before.

Does anyone have change

for a tampon?

I'll be outside.

Does anyone else think

this is a little off?

Like what?

Like that Wyatt guy, for one.

Like how he ordered a triple

cappuccino and scooped off all the foam.

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