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Emily's blonde head whipped around at the sound of her name. Cody was standing not to far away from her, with a bowl of butter ready to grease the inside of the pot. The remaining part of the butter seemed a bit…rounded, but she didn't want to press the issue. Around this set, things could get pretty exciting.

So instead, she just smiled. "Great!" She whisked over and snatched the small bowl and carried it towards Miley and the pot. The brunette was patiently waiting for the 'Beep!' that would signify that the pot was ready to be used.

"Ya'll know what?" Miley asked, her southern accent coming on strong with her good mood. She looked expectantly around the room as she waited for someone to take the bait.

"Hmmm?" Mitchell asked from where he'd planted himself on a table a few feet away. "If this is going to be one of your country sayings," He paused with a proud look on his face. "I just so happened to pick up my trusty-dusty Southern Sayings Decoder Booklet!" He pulled it out of his back pocket like a spy…or something.

Cody turned halfway around and gave Mitchell a confused look. "Dude…?"

Miley was speechless, somewhere between shocked, surprised, confused and amused.

Emily was the only one that could fathom completely. "If it's so trusty-dusty, why haven't you used it- or told us about it- before tonight?" The comment came while she was using a knife to slowly spread the butter on the bottom of the dark colored fondue pot.

Mitchell shrunk away from their looks and slid the book back into his pocket. "Well, we are getting ready to film our 'halfway-through-2nd-season-episodes.' Thought it's about time I got one."

Cody shrugged. "That makes halfway good sense… I'd think about getting one myself if I wasn't only here for two episodes."

Emily had deserted her knife in favor of trying to get Miley to move. The other girl was still wearing the expression that Mitchell had made form on her face, and she didn't seem to be hearing anything around them. As she waved a hand in front of Miley's brown eyes, she spoke again. "Yeaaa….too bad about that 60 shows thingy, huh? I bet you could have come for more if we didn't have too many plots and too little slots left."

"EMILY!" Three voices rang out clearly. Miley had snapped back after that comment.

"WHAT!?" she asked with an expression that Lilly wears often. "It's true." She added with a shrug of her shoulders.

Cody did the same motion. "I'm sure you'll guys will get an extension. Like TSR."

Mitchell nodded. "I think that TSL either got one or has one. I don't have time to think about that."

Miley laughed her accented loud laugh. "What do you mean 'no time'? We're constantly watching TV!" She poked Mitchell's stomach. "I guess you are always at the buffet table, though…" She pretended to consider it.

Cody smiled with a nod and out stretched a fist. "Nice, dude. What kind of selection?"

Mitchell tapped Cody's fist with his own. "Better than last time you were here… You've gotta check it tomorrow."

Emily shook her head and sighed. "Guys, can we actually get something done? Please?" She turned back to the table. "Mitchell, open the chocolate. It takes longer to melt than cheese, so we'll start it first."

Mitchell and Cody, who were still discussing the food, looked at Emily for a second. "I'll tell you more later." Mitchell said quietly to the other boy.

Cody nodded understandingly and moved off towards where Miley was standing. "Should I get the silver pot, Emmy?" Miley asked picking the box holding said pot in it up.

"Don't call me that." Emily corrected automatically. She actually didn't mind, it wasn't as bad as 'Goldie Locks', which is what the director calls her. She just preferred 'Em' or 'Ems' better. "But yea, that sounds good. Cody, could you check the black pot… is all the butter melted?"

Cody gave the pot a disgusted look. "Is this chocolate gonna taste weird? Butter plus chocolate isn't exactly… good tasting." He stuck his tongue out.

"Just do it, Cody!" Emily shot back, sticking her own tongue out at him.

He backed off slightly. Even though she was shorter than him, she was quite intimidating. "Emmers," He said with his pouty smile. "you shouldn't be worrying about me, when you're leaving Mitchell with a pound of chocolate."

Emily rolled her eyes. Cody was always playing the charm factor, and it used to work. Now, she was just used to it. But at the same time, she turned around. Mitchell was looking tempted at the chocolate but wasn't doing it. She sent him a glare, and then moved on to help Miley with the cord. It seriously looked like she was getting tangled in it.

"Cody, don't do that." He complained. "You know I'm absolutely terrified of her!"

Cody smirked. "Sorry!" He didn't sound it at all.

Ooooh, burn. Hahahha. I promise, Miley will be getting more involved, kay?

Also: I made up the rumors about the TV shows, so don't get upset with me, or anything. It may/may not be true.

Please keep telling me what you think!