Sophia laughed at the Witwicky's antics. She'd been traveling with them since they were in the last town. She had met them when they were getting some food at a local fast food joint. She invited them to come to an after party from her latest concert. Apparently, she thought they weren't too old to party. They declined and told her they were going to travel some more, and they were about to visit Sam. She asked to join the tour, so she could see him, too. When they said yes, she ditched her party and joined them. So, here they are now.

Miss Judy and Mister Ron were joking around and laughing about their matching sweats. All three of them exited the vehicle and at the same time Sam exited the building. When he spotted them, he turned around and walked back in. Of course, he was only joking.

"Sam!" and "Real funny." were among their replies, while Sophia just laughed. He came back and he hugged them. When he saw Sophia, he hugged her and twirled her around. She kissed his cheek.

"Hey, Sam."

"Hey, Soph."

"So, where's my girl? Where's Carly?" Judy asked.

They let go of each other. "She's at work." Sam answered as he walked to the garage. When it opened, it revealed a small, yellow car with racing stripes.

"Where's Bumblebee?" Judy asked.

"He's off on his missions." Sam answered.

"So, your car has a job?" Ron asked.

"Stop," Judy said, then she muttered something about Bumblebee being a sad piece of crap. Sam was getting annoyed and irritated by the second as his car was failing to start.

"C'mon, we'll give you a lift." Ron said. As Ron and Judy ran to the car, Sophia kept Sam some company. Sam kept his head rested on the wheel of the car or "collector's item," whatever Sam called it.

"Hey. Sam? Cool it. You know what?"

"What?"

"While you're drooling on this wheel you should tell me about this Carly girl. Is this some girl you drool over?"

"Carly." Sam sighed. "She is the love of my life. We've been dating for a while. She kinda reminds me of you. Blonde, British, and tall, she has blue eyes though."

"Sounds awesome. When can I meet her?"

"Later."

"Yeah, right now, we should probably get you to your job, huh?" He nodded. "Then, let's go."

They got into the car and were ready to go. They'd went to about five or so interviews when Sam found the right one.

"Bruce Brazos?" Sophia asked.

"Yeah," Sam answered.

"When do you start?"

"Tomorrow."

"Sweet. So, can I have a party at your place?"

"What? No."

"Aw. C'mon. It can be a New Job Party just for you, Sam."

"I won't even be there."

"When you get home, we all yell 'Surprise!'."

"No. Anyways, I'm going to go pick up Carly."

"Sweet. Can I join?"

"Sure."

"Awesome. So, you might want to call her and tell her that I'll cut her if she gets out of line with my Sammy Boy."

"You don't have a weapon."

"Give me your key."