Elizabeth Brooke McGuire (Lizzie) walked up the streets of lower Manhattan. "So this is my new life" said Lizzie to herself as she gazed at her new, New York surroundings. She was looking for the French Avenue Motel. Where she would be moving into.

"Aw, here it is." Lizzie walked up the cement steps, into the building to the Bellhop desk. "Good Afternoon" said the clerk. "Ummm yeah," said Lizzie. " I am Lizzie McGuire. I made reservations for the 5 month stay." The clerk fidgeted with his computer. "Your in Room 235, on the 6th floor. Here is your key. Good day then."

Lizzie began carrying her bags towards the elevator. She pushed in the 6th button, and in a few seconds, she had reached her floor. "May I help you with that?", said a young curly haired man in a Pinstripe suit. Somehow, he looked very familiar to Lizzie. "Wait, it can't be... Gordo?" exclaimed Lizzie. "Lizzie!" exclaimed Gordo. "I thought I'd never see you again!!!!! What's up with your life???" asked Lizzie. "I'm married to Kate..u?" "Kate???? As in Sanders???? Wow!!! Congrats." Lizzie said flatly. "I am here on a contract. I am producing my own CD." she finished. "Uh, Since we haven't seen each other in a while, do you wanna go out for dinner tonight???" asked Gordo. "Sure, I'd love to." Answered Lizzie. "Meet me at the Motel Restaurant at 8:00, Don't' be late!!" "Ok" Lizzie answered. See you @ seven.