"I guess I'm just going to have to kiss him," Carly said, looking down sadly.

"WHAT?" Freddie and Sam both yelled at once.

"Carly you've left your mind behind. Go get it back and think this through!" Sam kept her voice up, shaking Carly over and over by the shoulders.

"I haven't lost my mind Sam. I have to kiss him!" Carly stated without emotion. Although both Freddie and Sam knew better and figured that she was disgusted by the idea.

"Who cares? He can't shut down iCarly just because you won't kiss him. You should know that," Freddie looked in Carly's direction, trying to look into Carly's eyes. "You just can't kiss him."

Carly walked away from the iCarly set and went downstairs, not talking to either Sam or Freddie. She just couldn't think of what to do. They had an awesome show until he broke into their set and yelled at her. Then left, after threatening Carly that he would shut down their show if she didn't kiss him within this week. Carly started tearing up inside the elevator. She stopped the elevator from opening when it got to the bottom floor. Her friends were yelling at her, not really understanding how Carly felt about all of this.

Upstairs was a different story. For once, Freddie and Sam weren't fighting with each other, but rather fighting about Carly and the kiss she thinks she must do.

"She can't kiss that guy. There has to be a way around this," Freddie tried thinking about what they could do.

"We could tie him up and send him across the country!" Sam suggested, her eyes lighting up. She loved finding ways to do things somewhat evil.

"Are you kidding? Please say you're kidding. We can't do that!" Freddie yelled at her.

"Hey nub, chill k? I know you're jealous and stuff but come on! This is Carly and our show that we're talking about."

"Well, two things. You can't tie him up and send him anywhere. And second, I'm not…jealous…"

"Yeah and I don't like bacon. I don't believe you," Sam said then stomped downstairs.

"I swear, I'm not jealous…" Freddie said to himself, trying to convince himself Sam was right. "I swear I'm not…"

Finally getting out of the elevator, Carly had stopped crying only to meet up with Sam who was waiting right outside the elevator door.

"Hiding won't help anything, Carly Shay," she said, impatiently.

"Well, yeah but…I don't know…where's Freddie?"

"Still upstairs. He's jealous I know, denying of course. Whatever."

"Jealous?" Carly laughed. "He's over me already."

"Beg to differ. So when you gonna kiss the guy?"

"Which guy?"

"The evil one of course. Not the nub," She laughed to herself.

"I'll kiss him soon. I need time to think ok?"

"Ok. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Carly!"

"Good bye…." Once Sam had left, Carly just kept thinking to herself. "How on earth am I going to kiss Neville?"