Carlos smiled across the table at Jennifer, who said. "You know, Carlos? This has night has been…pretty perfect."
"Really?" Carlos questioned.
She nodded eagerly. "I didn't think going on a date with you would be so much fun."
Carlos opened his mouth to say something when James walked up with their dessert.
Jennifer frowned slightly as she looked at the dish placed in front of her. She looked up at James. "No ice cream?"
James chuckled nervously and shouted back. "A la mode!"
Katie quickly snatched two bowls of ice cream off a passing waiter's tray, placing each of them in her slingshot and shooting them in James' direction.
James caught each one and placed them in front of Carlos and Jennifer.
Jennifer happily dug her spoon in the ice cream.
Carlos looked carefully at the "waiter" standing in front of him. "You look familiar."
"Oh, no." James panicked. "I don't know who you are, monsieur."
"But-."
James was pushed into the bowl of dessert in front him and when he pulled back his mustache was still lodged in the crème brûlée.
"James?!" Carlos yelled. "What are you doing?!"
"Just…playing wing man?" James smiled innocently.
"Oh!" Carlos shot up from his seat and pushed his best friend into the cart in front of him, wheeling it across the restaurant.
A screaming James on a cart of dirty dishes passed by an arguing Logan and Camille. His outstretched leg bumped into Logan, shoving him into Camille and kissing her.
She pulled back immediately and stared into his eyes. "Wait, we're fighting!"
"Yeah." Logan nodded. "But we wouldn't be if you weren't here, on a date, with Jett!"
"I wouldn't be on a date with Jett if you just paid attention to me more than science some times! And you're on a date with Lindsay! I mean, come on!"
"Well, it was Katie's idea!"
"It was not!" Katie ran out from behind the bushes. "YOU didn't let me finish what I was saying earlier!" She pointed at him. "I was going to tell you that in order to get Camille back, you have to apologize and take her out on a really nice date, nim rod!"
Camille looked at Logan and put her hands on her hips. "Way to go, Logan!"
"You…I…We…" He sputtered. "Oh, forget it!" He pulled her close and kissed her again.
Lindsay and Jett looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders, continuing on with their meal.
Katie slapped her forehead for what seemed the millionth time.
"You're dating!" Lucy's mother exclaimed.
"What?" Lucy's mouth gaped open. She shook her head and was about to tell her mother that she and Kendall were not a couple; she had already been in so deep with the lying to them, that she wasn't going to add on anymore. "Mom, we're no-."
"You caught us." Kendall laughed, grabbing Lucy's hand and lacing their fingers together. "We're…together."
"Oh!" Mrs. Stone clapped her hands together. "Oh, honey, this is fabulous!" She stood up from her seat with her husband.
Lucy stood up in front of her, pulling Kendall out of his seat too. She smiled at her mom, relieved that the long day was finally coming to an end.
"Now-." Her mother began, but was interrupted by a still shrieking James rolling by on a cart, kicking Lucy backward.
Kendall quickly reached out and caught her, holding her wig in place.
She gasped and smiled up at him. "Thanks!" She paused. "But I'm not kissing you."
He scoffed. "I know." As he pulled her back up, her wig came flying off, landing at her father's feet.
"Oh, my!" Her mother gasped dramatically. "What have you…Lucile, what happened to your hair?!"
"Well, you see, um…" Kendall was trying to think of an excuse as to why Lucy's hair was black and red.
"I'm not here with a conservatory." Lucy let out a heavy sigh. "I dyed my hair, I play the guitar, I like rock music, and I am NOT dating Kendall."
"What?" Her mother frowned. "But, you love playing the violin."
"I did." She admitted. "When I was 12."
"Mr. And Mrs. Stone, Lucy is a great musician." Kendall reassured. "Just let us prove that to you."
Mr. Stone hesitated before nodding his head in agreement. "Okay, Kendall, show us."