The two walked back to the Lodging House as friends should, talking and laughing. When they got there Cards practically had to push Spot into the bunkroom. Once in the bunkroom Spot walked nochalantly over to Harmony.

"Heya Bittah, I'se uh… really need ta talk ta you'se 'bout somethin' important," he muttered but Harmony wasn't looking at him, though. She ran over to Cards, who was still bleeding.

"Oh my God what happened ta ya? But how…ya were wid…" Harmony said not understanding how he had gotten hurt while Spot was around. Then it dawned on her. "You did dis didn't ya Spot? Jest because he didn't ask ya fer permission ta leave, ya broke his nose?!"

"Look it aint da way it looks," Cards began.

"Don't make excuses for him Cards. I will nevah understand why yer friends wid someone who is so horrible ta ya!" Harmony commented.

"Yeah yer one ta talk… at least I'se aint da one in love wid him," Cards pointed out.

"And I'se glad dat you'se aint," Spot commented quickly.

"I am not in love wid him, and dis is not da time ta joke 'round. I cant believe how disgustin' ya are Spot or dat I evah liked ya. I don't even want ta see ya let alone talk ta ya. Jest go away!" Harmony yelled.

"I'se don't got ta go away jest 'cause you'se says so. Da only reason I'se even came bach heah is ta apologize ta ya fer bein' a joik befoah but ferget it. Now I'se remembahs why I'se was relieved we'se was broken up," Spot retorted.

"Yeah? Well if yer so happy what are ya doin' here an' what did ya want ta talk 'bout?" Harmony asked feeling clever.

"I'se jest told ya, I'se was gunna apologize. How stupid are ya?" Spot asked amusedly.

"I meant why are ya still here? Why don't ya scampah off ta Brooklyn, puppy dog?" Harmony questioned.

"I'se aint gunna let some goil chase me outta Manhattan. All you'se have been is trouble since da very foist time I'se set eyes on you'se an' I'se is sick a it!" Spot told her.

Their fighting continued on like this for awhile. There was a collective sigh from all the Manhattan newsies who were accustomed to their fighting. Cards finally got an idea and pulled Blink over to the side. They talked for a couple of minutes and then smiled. Blink walked up to Harmony and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her into the washroom and set her down, leaving immediately. Harmony looked at him oddly went to follow him out. A yelling and kicking Spot, who was being pushed in the room by Jack and Cards, blocked the door however.

"NOOO! Not again guys! Let me out now! Yer jest bein' interferin' jerks now!" Bitter yelled trying to get out the door.

They all just gave her a half smile. Cards said, "Sorry both of you'se, but its fer da good a everyone. Now start talkin' to each oddahs or you'se are gunna get mighty bored in dere…" With that he left, shutting and locking the door, just before Spot could jump on him.

"God damnit Spot dis is yer fault. If ya hadn't come back here everythin' would be fine!" Harmony said harshly.

Spot glared at her. "Oh yeah once again yer helpin' da situation so much. I'se gotta do everythin' 'round heah. Luckily I'se prepared incase deys got stupid an' did dis again." Spot smirked as he pulled a pin out of his pocket and went to work on the door.

"Spot its useless. I'se knew you'se could pick locks an' we'se got a chair against da door so stop stallin' an' get ta talkin'," came Jack's voice.

"I'se really is a bad influence on dat boy," Spot realized.

"Yeah, way to be prepared. I jest hope I can be as smart as you some day," Harmony said sarcastically.

"You'se know you'se don't have no one protectin' you'se in heah. If I'se were you'se I'se would be careful," Spot warned.

"Yeah, well I think that yer bark is worse den yer bite, puppy dog," Harmony stated.

"Oh shut up you slut, you'se is getting' annoyin' now. You'se were fun fer a while but now…well…not so much," Spot told her.

"Why is it that whenever we fight ya call me a slut? I know I'm not a slut, and you should know I'm not a slut, so its jest kinda a pointless insult."

"Shoah you ain't a slut. Dat's why in da park dat day I'se saw you fling yerself on Blink…" Spot commented sarcastically.

"Fling myself at Blink? What are you…ohh…da day we had our fight here in Manhattan? Are you kiddin' me? That's what you were so angry 'bout? Blink caught up wid me an' I just burst out cryin' and sorta…fell…inta his arms," Harmony explained.
A new though dawning on her she said, "You were jealous. Oh my gosh you were! Ya thought dat I had gone aftah Blink aftah we had our fight. Dat's why ya brought dat slut back here, 'cause ya wanted ta make me jealous! Spot dis is sad even fer you. Yer 'boidees' aren't so informed anymore are dey," she taunted.

"So, why didn't you'se tell me any of dis befoah now?" Spot asked.

"I'm supposed ta assume dat ya stalked me ta Central Park an' assumed I was a slut when I hugged Blink," she asked incredulously. "I'm sorry but I have a little more faith in you den dat."

"Hey I did not stalk you'se! I'se was walkin' to da meetin' an' me an' Jack saw you'se. Den we'se saw you sittin' togeddah at Tibbys and we'se both assumed dat you'se was togeddah an' I'se was furious," Spot informed her.

"Well, actually Blinks da one dat made me realize dat I wanted ta go apologize ta you, but you unfortunately were already occupied."

Outside the door, all the newsies were happy not to hear loud thuds or breaking glass. That was a good sign…usually. They were still a little worried about their plan.

"Maybe dis wasn't such a good idea. Spot was really angry," Cards wondered.

"Hey, it woiked da foist time, it might woik da second time. 'Sides I'se didn't heah no brilliant ideas from you'se guys, did I?" Blink defended.

"Wese'll let dem be fer a while longah, den we'll bring dem out. I'se pretty shoah he won't do anythin' ta her," Jack said uncertainly.

Cards muttered, "Let's hope yer right."

Suddenly everyone realized, "Yer a Brooklyn Newsies," Race exclaimed.

"Wow…How's did ya evah figah me out?" Cards mocked sarcastically.

"But, ain't you'se supposed ta nevah go 'gainst him. Brooklyn newsies have different relationships wid der leadah den us. I'se mean, well, we'se could like tie Jack up by da thumbs, not that we would," Race amended, swiftly glancing to Jack, "but it wouldn't mattah much. He'd get ovah it. But Spot…I'se hoid da Brooklyn newsies nevah cross him."

"I'se ain't no regular newsie. I'se kin get away wid some stuff da oddahs couldn't. I'se grew up wid Spot, we'se like broddahs. Now, dat don't mean I'se can get away wid much, but he forgives me," Cards said.

"So yer not gonna git soaked fer dis, are ya?" Jack asked.

"I'se nevah said dat. Ise'll almost definitely get soaked, but not so bad dat I won't be able ta walk no moah," Cards explained. "It's worth it. Like dis broken nose? I'se got it 'cause Spot thought I'se was movin' 'n on his goil. He saw her talkin' ta me an' assumed…well, more den der was. Same wid Blink. He thought dat you and Bittah was goin' out, or somethin'."

"Dat explains a lot," Blink said.

"Yeah, it does. I'se kinda thought dat you'se and Harmony was…well…goin' togethah too," Jack admitted.

"Well, I'se wish we was, but I'se got news…ya know how I'se been…followin' da Mayor's daughter? Well, she finally consented ta go out wid me, on da condition dat aftah dat I'se has ta let her find me from now on," Blink said.

"Dats great, Blink. I'se happy you'se found a goil," Jack said.