The following day, Lisa sits on the bus stop bench near Ketcham park and patiently waits for David to arrive. He lives with his grandmother, but she doesn't have a car, therefore he must rely on public transportation to get to places. Of course, given his age, he needs a chaperone to accompany him. A large blue bus stops where Lisa is sitting. She grins as she looks up at the windows; the first thing she notices is a tall shadowy figure standing up, bending down for about 5 seconds, and then standing straight again. Lisa looks to her right and sees the double doors open, and David walks off the bus, waving to the driver.

"Thank you, Mr. Contini," David calls out politely. Once the doors close, he smiles and approaches Lisa.

"Salutations, Lisa!" He greets warmly.

"Greetings, David!" She greets back. As the two of them place their arms around each other in a hug, she places her right hand tenderly on David's left cheek.

Tap, tap, tap! The two geniuses jump and look at the bus. They see a young woman with dark hair in a low ponytail, light skin, freckles, and wearing a look of narrow-eyed suspicion on her face. This is David's older sister, Diane. Her dirty look is a clue that the two kids should remove their hands from each other, much to their dismay. As the bus gets moving, David gives an annoyed look and waves his hand at his sister like he's swatting a fly away.

"There she goes, Ms. Overprotective," He scoffs.

After the bus disappears, Lisa notices that David is wearing his lab coat and can't help but smirk. "Might I ask why you are dressed like you are about to dissect something?" She teases. Feeling slightly embarrassed, David pulls his lab coat forward, looks at it, and looks back at Lisa.

"Sorry, it's just a habit I've picked up," He chuckles, "I'll just tie it around my waist." He removes the lab coat and does exactly that, revealing a yellow sweater with black horizontal lines underneath.

The two of them engage in small talk as they depart from the bus stop and walk further into the park. "So, what are we up to today?" David asks. He notices a small blue bird fly above their heads and land on the ground a few feet away from them, pecking away at the grass. He smiles, "Shall we observe the various flora and fauna around here? Or perhaps engage in proper conversation without my sister or grandmother constantly looking over our shoulders."

Lisa shakes her head, "Actually, we have company joining us today. One is a sibling of mine that you have seen but haven't properly met yet, and another is a companion of hers whom you have never met."

David did not expect company, but rather than protesting, he merely shrugged as he followed Lisa to the specific rendezvous point where they would meet the people, they will spend the day with.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the park, Lola looks at the parking lot and keeps an eye out for Winston's limo. As she waits for her prince to arrive, she has her hands cupped and she anxiously twiddles her thumbs, "Ok Lola, just tell him the truth: you don't like when he kisses other people on the hand. He'll understand…I hope. Ohhh." Before she can worry anymore, the black vehicle finally shows up in the parking lot. The door opens and Winston's face instantly lights up as he leaps out of the limousine and closes the door behind him. Once it departs, he approaches Lola.

"Hello my delicate rose," Winston takes Lola by the hand and gently plants a kiss upon it. As she thinks about how his lips had graced the hand of her sister the previous day, she can't help but feel that his gesture was mundane.

"Heh, delicate rose, good one." She releases her hand from his grasp and hangs her head low as she starts walking. Taking immediate notice of Lola's demeanor, Winston catches up to her and grabs her by the shoulder. "What's the matter?"

Lola faces him and looks at him with stone-faced seriousness. "Honestly Winston…you know how you kissed Lisa on the hand yesterday? Well, I didn't like that. (Sigh) I really thought receiving a kiss from you was just my thing, but I guess not."

Winston tilts his head, "Lola, I didn't mean any harm, that was just a friendly gesture to say hello, a lot like shaking hands. And, I suppose doing it to you so much has made it a habit of mine." He holds both of her hands in his while looking her straight in the eye. "I want you to remember that my heart only belongs to you. My lips would never touch the cheek or forehead of anyone but you. However, if even a peck upon the hand is too much, I can stop for your sake. Please forgive me Lola."

After hearing exactly how much she means to him, she feels a lot better about the whole thing. In return for his admiration, she decides to compromise. "How about we do this, you can give any of my sisters a small kiss on their hand, but you must never go beyond my sisters." In response to this, Winston smiles and nods. "Deal."

"Now that's done and over with, there's actually someone I'd like you to meet!" She grabs his hand and walks to the specific part of the park. "He's a friend of Lisa's. I've seen him around, but this is the first time I'll get to know him, if you catch my drift."

After about 5 minutes of walking, the two groups finally meet. Lola and Winston both smile at David, with Winston adding an extra head tilt to show he is intrigued. David also presented a small head tilt at Winston, but did not smile because he was feeling rather shy around two people he's never met before.

Lisa breaks the ice. "Greetings, Lola and Winston. This is my male companion David Hall." She looks at David, "This is my sister Lola and her own male companion Winston."

Lola steps forward and grabs David by the hand, shaking it. "Hi David. I'm glad to finally meet you, since I've seen you talk to Lisa a few times." As David looks at Lola, he can't help but subtly admire her beauty; with clear light skin, sparkling eyes, and shiny golden hair. It's no wonder Lisa said she was a pageant girl; she's got the looks and seemingly the personality for it.

He is so caught up in his sudden admiration that he doesn't even realize that his cheeks have a reddish-pink tint, and it takes him a second to react to Lisa shaking his shoulder and calling his name.

"Huh? Oh, um, nice to meet you, uh, Lola." He stammers. After blinking to snap out of his delusion, he lets go of her hand.

Now, it's time for the moment the Loud sisters have been waiting for, the boys meeting each other. They both maintain eye contact while firmly shaking hands. "Pleased to meet you David," Winston greets, "You seem like an intelligent chap."

David finally grins, "Thank you Winston. I can tell by your accent that you are from England. I assume…Manchester?"

Winston beams. "Correct! Well, technically I was born and raised here, but my father and the rest of my family is from Manchester. My mother is from Philadelphia, but she studied abroad in England, which is how my parents met."

"Fascinating," David replies, "I myself have relatives of Norwegian descent."

"That's really cool! Do you speak Norwegian at all?"

"Unfortunately, no. My parents hardly know the basics and my grandmother is only semi fluent. But I do want to learn it someday!"

The conversation was interrupted by the sound of the music piece "Fur Elise" by Beethoven coming from David's pocket. He retrieves a cell phone and looks at it. "Huh, guess she's already home." He turns to face his friends, "Sorry, it's my sister, I have to take this."

He steps away from the group, and brings the phone to his ear. "Hi Diane, how'd you get home so fast?" He pauses and listens.

"Oh, you're still on the bus? I was gonna say, ha-ha. Yeah, I'm fine." As Diane requests a head count of who is all there, he begins counting four fingers on his left hand. "So, it's me, Lisa, Lisa's sister Lola, and their friend Winston."

He pauses again and continues to listen. "You don't have to worry Sis. Lisa and I are both smart enough to find trustworthy grown-ups if we need help." He gives a warm smile and nods. "Thanks Sis, I love you too, and tell Grandma I love her too. Ok, I'll see you later, bye."

David hangs up and returns to the group. "She was just checking in."

"So, now that we have all been acquainted, what sort of activity shall we engage in?" Lisa wonders.

Winston peeks over his shoulder and notices children running and laughing in the distance. "I have a hankering to play in the playground."

"Ooh, good idea!" Lola agrees.

As the two young blondes walk ahead, Lisa gives David a mischievous smirk. "Pardon, but I couldn't help but notice that your face had a rosy hue about it while you shook the hand of my sibling. Were you perhaps reddening from embarrassment; street name, blushing, at her?"

David's face becomes red again, but sticks his nose in the air, "Don't be absurd! It was merely a sunburn!"

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but sunburns do not sporadically appear and disappear on a whim." Lisa teasingly retorts.

Now feeling shameful, but certainly not wanting to tell Lisa to "shut up", he turns his attention away from Lisa, starts to walk away in the direction of the playground, and merely says "Hmph!"

The two geniuses meet the two blondes in front of the jungle gym. They silently watch the other children merrily run around and play. Lola turns to Winston, "Wanna show them how you slide?"

Winston bashfully rubs the back of his head. "But Lola…I constantly fail the dismount. It's so embarrassing, hence why I don't even go on the slide anymore."

David steps in, "I'll tell you what, why don't you demonstrate your sliding technique. Then, if you fail again, perhaps I can give you advice on how to solve it. I don't want you to have to give up something you like to do just because the outcome wasn't anything like you wanted."

Feeling touched by David's insistence, he glances at the slide and nods his head, "Alright, I'll do it!"

Winston approaches a black climbing net attached to the jungle gym. As he tightens his grip upon it with both hands, he begins to climb upwards. Unfortunately, not even halfway up, his right foot slips off the net, leaving him dangling as he holds on for dear life, fearing he could fall. "Lola!" He cries.

"Hang on Winstie!" Lola dashes to the net. She holds onto the left side of the net with her left hand and uses her right hand to grab Winston's heel so he can regain his balance on the net. Thankfully her help paid off, and he is able to make it to the top. After he crawls through the bars on the jungle gym, he turns himself around and looks down at her. "Thank you for your help Princess!"

"No problem my prince!" She lets go of the net and makes it back to Lisa and David, who watch Winston continue climbing up. As they wait for Winston to make it to the slide, the three of them get to chatting.

"So, Lisa tells me you like kitty-cats," Lola says to David.

David beams and nods, "Oh yes, I do. They're such adorable creatures." He frowns and slightly slumps his shoulders. "If only I could own one, but my folks say I'm too young to care for it and my older sister's too busy with her job to do it."

"If you did have one, what would you name it?" Lola asks. Eager to also know the answer, Lisa gazes at him.

"If I have a girl cat, I'd definitely name her 'Belle'. It just seems like such a pretty name for a cat," He answers. "As for a boy…I hadn't really thought about it. Do you ladies have any suggestions?"

"Well our own feline Cliff is named after famous cartoonist Cliff Sterrett. Perhaps you can name him after someone you know or admire." Lisa jumps in.

David taps his chin, "You may be onto something. I can name him after a famous composer…" A lightbulb instantly lights up in his head and he snaps his fingers in realization. "I've got it! Amadeus! Belle and Amadeus, those are my top two names if I ever get a cat."

Lisa smiles warmly, "Well, even if I have to wait a few years, I'd be delighted to meet Belle or Amadeus."

The feline talk was interrupted by Winston calling from above, "I'm here." The three kids look up and see Winston sitting above the slide holding onto the yellow bar that's stretched just above the slide.

"Ok, now just slide down like you normally do." David instructs.

"Watch out, I'm coming down." Lola, Lisa, and David move about ten feet away from the slide. Winston releases his hands from the bar and proceeds to slide down at great speed with his legs bent upwards. Unfortunately, as he reaches the bottom, he goes flying up. He then bounces onto his bottom and flings forward, faceplanting into the dirt. Frowning in embarrassment, he picks himself up and wipes the dirt from his face. "I told you I fail every time."

David inquisitively rubs his chin trying to calculate a solution to the problem. Once he finds it, he approaches Winston. "I know what's up. By bending your bottom appendages upright; the velocity in which you slid down increased, but your body was unable to react in time, thereby making you fall. Next time you slide down, try straightening your legs; that way, your speed will be a lot slower and more manageable."

Winston nods and grins. "That sounds like a good idea. I think I'll try it." He immediately runs to the climbing net to try again.

While that's going on, and while David is occupied, Lola leans towards Lisa, "He's so smart, no wonder you like him." She whispers. Lisa responds to this fact by looking away and blushing slightly.

Twenty seconds later, Winston is once again positioned at the top of the slide, ready to follow David's advice. Keeping his legs straightened horizontally, Winston descends down the slide at a much slower speed and safely sits on the base of the slide. Ecstatic that he didn't faceplant, Winston leaps off the slide, grabs David's hand in both of his, and shakes his hand vigorously. "Oh, thank you David chap! I'm so glad I can successfully go down the slide!"

Though he is feeling slightly overwhelmed by all this praise he is getting after applying his brains, David gives a half smile. "Uh…you're welcome Winston."

As the two Loud sisters watch the boys get along flawlessly, Lisa gets an idea on how they can get to know each other even more. "Ahem, gentlemen?"

"Yes?" The boys ask, chuckling to themselves at the unexpected unison they displayed.

"I have a game we can play in order to get to know each other, it's called Two Truths and a Lie," Lisa says.

"Oh, we've played that in class before, I'm surprised you remember that game." David interjects.

"What's that?" Winston wonders.

"It's when we reveal two things about ourselves that are true while sneaking in a statement that is a lie, and we each have to guess which one is the lie within. According to our teacher Ms. Shrinivas, it's an excellent way for us to learn interesting facts about our peers." Lisa explains.

"That sounds great! Can I go first?" Lola squeals.

A slightly deep male voice calls out from above them, "Excuse me, can you pipsqueaks move out of the way, I'm trying to slide here."

The four kids depart from the playground and walk to an open field about 3 yards away. They sat in a circle, with Lisa, David, and Winston sitting cross-legged and Lola sitting with her knees to the side.

"Sister, you said you'd like to go first in this game of Two Truths and a Lie?" Lisa begins.

"Oh, right. Mmm, let's see." Lola takes a minute to come up with something to say, gently twirling her hair with her index finger since it helps her think. After about 10 seconds of silence, she finally has something. "There's only one pageant I haven't won, or even gotten a runner up, but that hasn't discouraged me. My daddy went to cooking school in Paris and taught me how to make fancy French food. I only go to the dentist when my mommy is working. Which one is the lie?"

Lisa smirks, "I know the answer, but I shall not reveal it because it's cheating. Have you two any idea?"

David adjusts his glasses, "I believe Lisa might have mentioned that your mother is writing a book, so I conclude that she probably doesn't work at the dentist office very often. However, your teeth seem to be very shiny and well kept, indicating that visits to the dentist are a regular occurrence for you. Therefore…your dental attendance being limited to only when your mother is present must be the lie."

Normally, Lola isn't particularly fond of overly complex explanations, preferring for people to get straight to the point. However, she was very flattered at David's compliment, so she decides to let it slide. "You like my teeth? Why, thank you!"

She turns to Winston and gently places a hand on his shoulder. "What do you think, Winstie?"

Winston gives a smile, "As my Perfect 10 Princess, I refuse to believe you have ever lost a pageant, so that must be the lie."

Despite her eyes widening from the new nickname, she displays a small frown because she was afraid that he'll be disappointed that's one of her truths. She removes her hand from Winston's shoulder and cups both her hands onto her lap. "Lisa?" She asks her sister.

"Not to rain on this parade, but I believe the lie is your knowledge of preparing French cuisine."

Lola looks downward and shrugs. "Lisa's correct."

Winston raises both his eyebrows in surprise. "Lola, you lost a pageant?!"

She looks Winston in the eye. "Yes Winston, I lo…l…loo…didn't win the Little Miss Southeastern Michigan Pageant. Here's the thing, I was actually gonna quit at first because I never competed at that level before, and I was scared. But my big sister Lori taught me to never give up even if it seems hard. I had a lot of fun."

Touched and impressed by her story, Winston tenderly holds one of Lola's hands in both of his. "Just when I thought I couldn't be any prouder of you; you took your very first loss with such grace and maturity. I only wish I could have been there to cheer you on."

After Lola slowly bats her long eyelashes, she leans towards him and kisses his cheek for the first time, resulting in a blush and smile from Winston.

Lisa clears her throat so the foursome can continue their game. The young blondes pull away and smirk in embarrassment.

"It is my turn to participate in this farce." Lisa states. "One, I have such an extensive knowledge and fondness of West Coast Rap that I have composed and performed my own raps to entertain and educate. Two, I have had the opportunity to work at the Royal Woods Science Institute. And three, despite my age, I am partial to spending time with my grandfather and his companions at Sunset Canyon Retirement Home. Which is the lie?"

Winston raises an eyebrow and purses his lips to the side as he thinks. "Hmmm…well considering your intelligence, a science institute sounds right up your alley. Also, Lola has told me you're not the best to get along with kids your age, so, I have no trouble believing you would hang with old people." He then proceeds to scratch his head in confusion. "And…West Coast Rap? That's the music that has a lot of swear words in it, right? There's no way you'd listen to that, so that's gotta be the lie."

Both Lisa and Lola mischievously smirk knowing that Winston's guess is actually the truth. "Lola, you want to hazard a guess?"

Lola shrugs, pretending not to know the answer. "You hang around with Pop-Pop and Myrtle all the time. The other two both kinda sound like lies, so I'm gonna pass."

Unamused, but wishing to continue, Lisa faces David. "It's all up to you."

David scoots over to Lisa and grabs her hand, much to her surprise. "I know for a fact that you've created wonderful raps; and, even though it's not my style, they are all really creative. I applaud you."

Flattered by her companion's words of praise, she smiles warmly as she layers her other hand on top of his. "Much appreciated."

"I also believe that you are willing to expand and spread your vast scientific knowledge, so I agree with Winston in that you surely must have spent time at a science institute."

In an act of reassurance, Lisa gently rubs her thumb across David's knuckle. "Sorry to disappoint you, my comrade, but I'm afraid your hypothesis was incorrect; my alleged time spent at the Royal Woods Science Institute is completely false. Although, I was initially offered a chance to work there, I generously declined because it is a career move that I wish not to pursue at this time."

David nods in understanding as he unexpectedly tucks some of Lisa's hair behind her ear. "A wise decision indeed, given that your family and your peers need you more than any ol' fancy institute does…including myself."

Unable to contain their excitement; and, in Lola's case, unable to resist the urge to tease her little sister, both Winston and Lola loudly coo, "Awwwww!"