At the theater:

"This better be worth my time. This better be life or death CC." He mumbled as he unlocked the back door of the theater. "why couldn't she handle this on her own. She always has. What could be so important this time?" there was one light one, which lead to backstage.

"CC, I'm here!" yelled Max.

"Max we need to talk." He followed her voice back to one of the dressing rooms. "It's about this Friday." CC continued.

"Friday? What about it?" he thought for a second. "No you can't have off. I need you to finish the contracts before we lose these people to Andrew Lloyd Webber."

"No, no it's not about that." CC waved her hands. "I already took care of that." they both walked on stage as she told Max about it being Nile's birthday and she wanted to do something for him.

"How did you know it was his birthday?"

"a little birdie told me." Max laughed at that. CC really didn't want to tell Max about the mysterious phone call and the papers that were sent to her house. That would in her mind make him think that she was out of her mind. He wouldn't believe it for a minute just like he didn't believe the little birdie saying it.

"No really CC how did you know cause I didn't even know. He never told me."

"I just remembered one day he said that no one ever remembers his birthday and so this year I thought I…we would do something for him. With your permission of course."

"Yes, yes."

"But you can't tell him that I came up with this all on my own. You know it was all my idea. It has to be from all of us if he happens to ask." Max thinks that's kind of weird that she wouldn't wont all the credit, cause most stuff was all about her but if that's the way she wanted it he would go along with it.

"All right have it your way."

"Now the hard part…"

"Getting him out of the house." Max finished. "That will be a challenge."

"Yeah," CC responded. "You know how he gets suspicious if we send him away." Max's mind: There's that 'we' again. Suspicious when I do it. He wouldn't say that to her, but he wouldn't go just the same if she suggested it. He wouldn't go just to spite her. They hate each other. But Ms. Fine…… CC paced the floor of the theater. "There's got to be away. Somehow."

"I've got that covered but I will need your help." Fran's nasal voice echoed through the empty theater.

"Mine?" CC turned around to see Nanny Fine coming up to them.

"CC's?" Max sounded shocked. One that she followed him to the theater and two that she was willing to help.

"Yeah ya whatta plan this party don't ya?" Fran places her arm around CC and whispers something in her ear so Max can't hear them. CC made a perfect 'o' with her mouth. She didn't think that Fran know about that.

"You wont tell him will ya."

"Na between you and me." then she whispers "but I think it's obvious." She walks over to Mr. Sheffield "So here's what we do."