Danny walked over to the same lunch table as he did everyday, with his friends behind him. He sat down and Sam sat next to him, which gave Danny an akward feeling inside. He thought abouthis dream again and started to panic a bit. He knew it was just a dream and that he had blasted a giant hole in this billboard near his house last night, and apparently Jazz knew. He had no idea what Jazz has done, which includes him not knowing about his journal, Jazz sneaking in his room to watch him blast his room apart, and that he's in the Advice Column. He stared at Sam for a second trying to think of something to say, when she looked at him and said, "Danny, are you okay?" She waved her hand in front of his face. Danny suddenly snapped out of it, "Huh? W-What?" "You drifted off there for a moment. Say Danny, um, why have you been so 'how do I put this' out of it, this week?" Danny looked at her and stuttered, "um, well, i-it's just t-that I uh..." he broke off when he saw Jazz heading for the school. "I'll be right back." he said as he ran towards Jazz. Jazz heard him coming and turned around, "Oh, hey Danny, what's going on?" Danny tried to catch his breath, when his hand went through the tree he was leaning on. Jazz giggled, and said,"You should really stop doing that." He looked around to make sure no one saw, then said, "Hey Jazz, um I needed to talk to you about something. Um, you're in that Advice thing, right?" She nodded, then frowned. "Uh, Danny, I need to tell you something about that." "Hold on, I want to tell you about this thing...," Jazz interruppted, "Danny, I kinda already know." Danny looked at her confused, "What?" "I kind of already know about the 'dream' thing, okay?" Danny still looked at her confused, "How did you know about that?" She looked at him, he was starting to get angry, "Uh, you know that black notebook you had slid between your two mattresses?" she said, slowly backing away. "You read my journal, great." Danny said. "Well, it's more than that. I actually have been sneaking into your room for some time..." she broke off. Danny gave a death ray, "You know about the damage, is there anything else I need to know?" Jazzmine looked around, then at her watch, the bell wasn't going to ring for another10 minutes, she had to tell him, but how? "Okay, okay. There is one more thing," she said, trying to convince him that it isn't all bad,"you kinda talk in your sleep and..." "I don't talk in my sleep!" Danny interruppted, Jazz went on, "Anyway, you're kind of in the Advice Column under Anonymous about the things you've been saying in your sleep, only I disguised them so you wouldn't notice." She said really fast. Danny glared at her, "I cannot believe you. But since I'm still hungry, I'm going to go back and eat, and since you already know about the 'dream'. But I have an idea, and since I can only trust you, you'll be the one to do it." He walked off to the lunch table where his friends were at. Jazzmine had no idea what he was talking about, but she knew she had to do something about Danny, and the point that she was getting to help didn't sound to bad.

Back at the lunch table, Sam and Tucker were trying to figure out what was wrong with Danny. It had been at least two minutes since Danny sat down, and Danny had fallen asleep. He hadn't touched his lunch, and he was mumbling something and Sam could hear it all. Tucker couldn't make out everything, but whenSam had told him andhe saw the expression on Sam's face he started bursting out laughing. Sam tried to hold it in, but she started laughing, too. Then Danny, startled, woke up and looked at Sam and Tucker, "What?" he asked them, they tried to talk to him, but kept laughing before they could even tell him. Sam finally said to him, "It's nothing, w-we j-just were, uh, s-saying a r-really funny j-joke, t-that's a-all." Danny looked at them, they were hiding something, but it wasn't going to ever come out, and if it made Tucker laugh, then it was something bad, for him at least.