In Detroit, Michigan, contractor Jim Belushi sacked out before the TV. He had a platter of sandwiches to his left, a cooler of beers to his right. His wife had taken the kids out, his sister-in-law was on a date with her husband and his brother-in-law was away at a sci-fi convention. Life was suddenly right according to Jim, and he was ready to sit down and watch the boxing game on TV. His only obstacle to perfect happiness was the ringing phone in his house.

"I can't believe it." He groaned annoyingly and picked up his hand held. "What?"

"Hello," Pim Diffy was calling for money. "Let me introduce you to PIM, the People in Mortality fund indebted to…" Belushi hung up on her.

"Oh, I don't think so." She recalled the number. Belushi picked up again.

"Hello, let me introduce you to PIM, the People in Mortality fund indebted to…" Belushi cut her off again.

"You can't get rid of me that easy." Pim redialed Belushi again.

"Hello, let me introduce you to PIM, the…" She was cut off again!

"Pim, honey…." Barb entered her daughter's work area. "Maybe you ought to stop where you are. I mean, there is a reason telemarketing was made against the law in 2008."

"I am not going to be out-witted by some sort of dim-witted troglodyte with half a brain too stupid to leave the TV." Pim called Jim Belushi again. "Hello, let me introduce you to PIM, the…." She growled getting cut off again.

"Lloyd," Barb turned to her husband. "Pim's turning into the telemarketer from hell. We've got to get her psychiatric help."

"When I get back…." Lloyd was pulling on his jacket and reaching for his flying goggles. "Phil lost the Wizard in Boston. I'm heading there in the skyak to help him find it."

"Look, buddy!!!" Pim yelled through her handless phone. "I'm going to keep calling until you send me some money. Ten dollars? I'll take it!!!" She turned nice and friendly again. "Stay on the line for a recording to where you can send your tax-exempt donation… And you better send it or else I start calling again!!!"

"Forget a psychiatrist…" Lloyd looked at Pim. "She needs an exorcist!!!"

In Boston's Tipton Hotel, Carey Martin was making breakfast for her sons. The easier thing to do might have been to just call room service, but she preferred the more warm and maternal approach than the cold and impersonal calling for it over the phone. Given her culinary drawbacks, Cody would have preferred room service. Up since eight o'clock, he looked at his watch and wondered about his less than stellar brother having retreated into locked seclusion in their bedroom. There was a noise, a rustling sound and the echoes of several people in that bedroom as Carey raised a suspicious eyebrow and Cody confusingly wondered what crime his brother was practicing now. The door unlocked and the future felon came strolling out of the bedroom.

"Mom," Zack had come out of his bedroom. "I need something to eat."

"Sure, honey," Carey Martin paused and looked at her son closely. "Zack, why do you have lipstick on your face?"

"Mom, a guy doesn't kiss and tell."

"I know what he's doing." Cody Martin stood up from the breakfast table and faced his brother. "Zack, smearing lipstick on you face to get Maddie jealous enough to date you won't work. She's much smarter than that!"

"I don't need Maddie anymore." Zack scoffed at old childhood infatuations. "I've got a new girlfriend who loves me and cooks for me and gives me massages…. And hides in the bathroom over night…" He began mumbling.

"What was that?" Carey heard something she didn't like.

"Nothing! Nothing…."

"Zack…" Cody didn't trust his brother anymore than their mother did. The future America's Most Wanted candidate was up to no good. Zack just winced secretly and ducked back into his bedroom with his brother on his heels.

"Since when are you over your love for Maddie…" Cody asked him, eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Or Ashley Tisdale for that matter. "

"Maddie means nothing to me." Zack picked up the Wizard from his bedside and held it close. "I've got a girlfriend who really loves me."

"Who?"

"Zackie…." Keely Teslow peeked from the bathroom. "Can we come out yet?"

Cody dropped his jaw in shock as Zack rushed over, pushed Keely in and pulled the door shut on her. He turned back to Cody trying to hide his guilty grin.

"Who was that?!"

"No one!"

"Zackie…" Maddie stuck her head out from the bathroom. "Ready for your massage, yet?"

Zack pushed her back too and closed the door. Turning to his brother, he started thinking of an excuse to give. Cody was choking in shock. What were Maddie and that other girl doing in there and how long had they been in there? How did he even get them to want to hide in there?! Feeling as if his heart was pounding in shock and embarrassed disgust, he looked to Zack and recognized his guilty look.

"You got Maddie in there too?!!!" He noticed the Wizard that Cody was clutching to his chest. "What's that thing?"

"Nothing!"

"Do you have anyone else in there?"

"No!!!"

"Zack, " London now peeked through the crack in the door. "We're getting lonely in here!" Zack pushed her back inside too and Cody began screaming for their mother. When she didn't come fast enough, he raced after her realizing his brother had gone too far. Grumbling and cursing, Zack opened the bathroom and pulled duplicate Maddie out first, pushing her down to the floor to hide under his bed. He swung Keely over to his brother's bed, pushing her head down until she was hiding under Cody's bed.

"Cody, your brother is not hiding girls in your bathroom!" They were about to come back in. With that warning, Zack opened his closet and pushed London into it, tossing a shirt over her head as well, rolling the doors closed before her and returning to a spot back in the center of the room just as his mother and brother returned.

"He's got three girls hiding in the bathroom!" Cody was dragging his mother in by the arm. "Maddie, London and someone I've never seen before!!! Kind of looks like Alison Michalka!"

"Okay," Carey looked into her boy's bathroom and saw no one. "Zack, what are you doing to your brother."

"Nothing!!!" Zack grinned clandestinely. "I honestly have no idea what he's talking about."

"Hi, Mrs. Martin…" Garbed in her hotel uniform, Maddie Fitzpatrick walked into the boy's from the outside of the suite. "Your door was open and I thought I'd bring your mail to you."

"Thanks, honey…" Carey took her mail. "Dear, were you just hiding in the boy's bathroom?"

"Course not!!" She looked at Zack; he was looking very guilty and nervous. His mother looked at him and his brother looked at him suspiciously with his arms folded.

"What's everyone looking at me for?!"

Phil did not want to miss his day with Hannah Montana fretting about his Wizard. The day was certainly enough to allay his fears and nerves, but he did have to search the Tipton as close as possible as soon as his father arrived with his Wizard. Until then, things were going to be as close to a routine as possible even spending the day with Hannah until his father arrived. He got to jam with the drums in Hannah's band, and Keely got to sing with Hannah a bit as well, getting pointers in voice control and pitch. A few more photos were snapped with him and Hannah, but it mostly because of Hannah and the paparazzi as they had lunch together and returned to the concert hall to watch her block her concert moves. With VIP passes around their necks, Phil and Keely were falling into Hannah's world and loving it. He tried seeing a little bit of Miley Stewart within the stage persona, but she was obviously adept at keeping her personalities separate. He wondered if her best friend Lola Luvnagle knew her secret identity.

"It sure was fun meeting you, Phil…" Hannah hugged Phil then Keely. "If you two are ever out in Malibu, look me up. I'll take you to a real honest to goodness Hollywood party."

"That would be so cool!!!" Keely alighted to the invitation.

"Wow!" Phil looked to Keely and back to Hannah. "I'm so there. I'd love to meet you in California, Miley – Hannah!!!"

"What was that?" Hannah was taken aback and lowered her sunglasses to get a better look at him. Had Phil called her by her real name? How did he know who she really was?

"Nothing!!! I swear!!!" Phil freaked himself. After fearing Keely would trip herself up, he had done it himself! "I said, Miley, but you're Hannah. You're definitely not Miley. Miley's a girl who goes to my school. You two don't even look alike! She doesn't even have blonde hair!" Phil discovered himself rambling embarrassingly. "We got to go!!"

Hannah had seemed to accept that loose lip. She looked next to Raven Baxter now screeching excitedly to say hello to her again and to introduce her friends Chelsea and Eddie. Accompanying them, Victor Baxter was promising the teen pop star a free lifetime pass to eat at his Chill Grill Restaurant if she would endorse it. Eddie meanwhile had noticed Keely and her resemblance to Michelle Teslow back home at Bayside High School. Maybe they were related or something. She was pushing Phil out of Hannah's dressing room then toward a table laid out by craft services. It was a snack table for Hannah and her guests. Among them was Lily Truscott, disguised in a pink wig as Lola Luvnagle to keep her identity secret as well from revealing Hannah's secret identity. She took a piece of sushi to nibble on as Phil and Keely came up alongside her.

"Phil…" Keely confronted him. "What was that all about? We don't go to school with anyone named that."

"That's her real name, Keely." Phil was so embarrassed. "Miley Stewart."

Lily suddenly choked and watched her sushi shoot from her mouth and across the table. She held her mouth a minute looking at Phil and Keely and wondered how they knew her best friend's secret identity. Gasping for air, she gazed at them sharply and rushed to Hannah. Behind her, Phil and Keely looked each other and decided to make a run for it. As Hannah and Raven talked wardrobe and design, Lily cupped her hand over Hannah's ear and whispered the facts to her. Someone knew who she really was!!!

"Say what?!!!!" Hannah freaked. Apologizing to Raven and her father and friends, she bolted for the table and looked round the hall through the faces and activity for the two contest winners to confront them. Who were they? How did they know?!

"Where'd they go?!! Where'd they go?!!!"

"Wait a second…" Lily answered her vibrating cell phone. "Hello?"

"Hello," Pim Diffy was calling her through her illegal phone board. "Let me introduce you to PIM, the People in Mortality fund indebted to helping people in adversity. For a first donation of $300, you can help the unfortunate get health benefits, homes, Internet access, surface-to-air missiles, their own island country…."