The next day, after school, Waldo is waiting for Lincoln to get out of his class. Realizing the vital need that Lincoln needs from him for Luan, the 15-year-old Asian student gets both the jitters and excitement from this.
Lincoln finally exits the school premises and spots Waldo on standby.
"Hey Lincoln!" Waldo greets him, "So what's our plan? We need some schematic strategy in order to cheer your sister up."
"Okay Waldo, before we get our hands on deck, let me make it clear. You will just be there to cheer up Luan," Lincoln reminds him, "Anything beyond that is sanctioned for breaking the trust."
"I thought you want me to be friends with Luan?" Waldo affirms.
"Just making sure that you don't cross the line…" Lincoln says with extreme suspiciousness.
Waldo sweats over Lincoln's presumed overprotectiveness. "Can we proceed to Luan right now?"
Afterwards, Lincoln and Waldo stroll towards the venue for Luan's next clowning gig, which is in a mansion. Before approaching Luan, Lincoln changes to his clown assistant uniform while Waldo glances the façade of the mansion, realizing the lengths that Luan's clown business had reached. They then proceed backstage.
Over there, Luan, on her clown outfit, takes a peek at her audience, which half consists of children ages 4-11, and the other half includes teenagers, parents and other adults. She gets easily scared of presenting, even though her act is pretty much automatic to her mind. Feeling depressed, she utters to herself, "Come on Luan! You better get your act up! You can do this. I can't do this."
Lincoln and Waldo are able to arrive on time. "Luan!" the former calls his sister out.
"Lincoln, you made it on time," Luan says, "And Waldo? What you doing here?"
Waldo, however, stutters in response.
"I just brought him to see how you do your stuff," Lincoln answers, making Waldo nod.
"Well, you're gonna see a disappointment in your eyes. Sorry about that Waldo," Luan regretfully claims.
"Wait Luan, you can't go out there with that look."
"I have to, Lincoln. I am paid to do so."
Looking at each other, Lincoln and Waldo try to come up with ways to cheer Luan up.
"Luan, come on. Seven days without a pun makes one weak," Lincoln motivates her, to no avail.
"I know. I am dry of puns now," Luan laments.
"How come?" Waldo asks, "Was the pun so hot that it makes everything dry? Hahaha." Waldo's joke is ineffective that Luan fails to react. "Hayy…sorry about that. I thought that my punny side up would actually make you feel better. But I guess it came off as a burn for me."
But Luan lets out a snicker from Waldo's clever use of puns. This prompts Waldo to throw in more, as he observes the clouds covering the sun. "Luan, I know at times that the pun doesn't seem to shine. But there's one thing that can."
"What is it?" Luan asks.
"Your smile," Waldo replies, causing Luan to get motivated but blush secretly, and for Lincoln to raise an eyebrow. "So come on Luan. The kids needs to see your smile to shine their pun-less day. You can do this!"
"You're right Waldo! I can do this. Time to shine bright like the pun! Hahaha," Luan excitingly proclaims, as she dons her rainbow afro wig and proceeds onstage.
Amazed at that moment, Waldo reacts, "Well, that went well."
"A pickup line? Seriously?" Lincoln brings this concern to him.
"What?" Waldo responds as Lincoln glares at him suspiciously. "That's the best I can do."
Luan starts her clown act, which involves hitting herself with a pie.
"Why are clowns never bored?" she asks the audience, "Because they like to keep themselves occupied." Lincoln then throws a pie at her in practice.
The 14-year-old entertainer awaits for a response, only to her a few people snicker.
"Sure is piece-ful among the audience right now," Luan goes along with her act, "Oh wait, I forgot. I must pay respect. Let us give a moment of piece to the one that just pied."
At that response, some of the audience members laugh, prompting Luan to continue her stint. "Sorry for that. I actually promise to the pie that I would not throw him to my face. But I just broke our crust."
The audience laugh collectively as Luan continues. "You know, I've been slamming pies all my life. And the worst about getting hit in the face with pie is it never ends. Whatever the circumference is, you need to keep hitting yourself with pies." And at that statement, Luan gets hit by a pie, thrown by Waldo.
"And I'll tell you this. Life is like getting your face hit by a pie. You cannot live solely in one piece. You need to take it a whole. It will custard, sure. But in the end, we will satis-pied."
Subsequently, she gets acclaimed reaction from her audience, especially with the kids, who all clapped and hollered in praise. Luan then throws whipped cream pies to the kids, to which they enjoy.
"That's a wrap guys. Thank you!"
After a successful gig, Lincoln, Luan and Waldo walk back home (with Lincoln pulling the wagon).
"Never knew I would be that successful after a bad day I had," Luan says, "Well thanks Waldo for the encouragement."
"Well, thanks. But don't thank me. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for Lincoln," Waldo acknowledges.
Luan then gets Lincoln and cuddles him by the head. "Aww Lincoln, thanks for being a great assistant."
"Wow. Just amazed of how dedicated he is."
"Yeah, that's our Lincoln. We knew that he'll always be there for us, and we'll be there for him."
Then Luan and Waldo exchange laughs with each other.
"Well, we better get home now," Luan says.
"Yeah, see you then," Waldo bids them both goodbye, but asks this, "Hey Luan, if it's not a bother, can I go with you on your gigs? I mean, I'll just…watch…you know…and probably help. I know you have Lincoln by your side. But if ever, you need…"
"Oh sure Waldo. I would be honored to invite you," Luan replies openly.
"Really? I mean that's great!" Waldo reacts enthusiastically, "And don't worry. Anything at all, I can help you."
"Good. Now Lincoln can take you to our next gig tomorrow." This makes a dismayed Lincoln twitch in shock.
"That's wonderful. I can't wait what you have in store!"