Disclaimer: What an awful fortune cookie! It reads: You don't own Phil of the Future.
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Hi Keely. This is Manny, from the lodge's soirée. When you come to pick up your check, Ms. Fishbrine's wanted me to remind you to drop off your apron. You did pretty good for your first time out being a busgirl. Next time, less jabbering with the guests. Try sucking on a piece of hard candy to remind you not to speak. Yeah, there'll be a good next time, if you want it. I thought you were goofin' a couple of times, but considerin' what went on later, I figure you knew what was what and were just tryin' to keep a lid on things. I saw you dancin' with that boy later -- friend of yours? He's -- different -- lucky to have you for a friend -- just try and -- aw, forget it! I thought it was hilarious when he started throwing food at the mayor. Wish I'd done it. I never voted for the smillin' faker. Listen, Kid, anytime you want to bus for Ms. Fishbrine, just let me know and I'll put in a good word for ya. Don't worry if she gives you some grief when you pick up your paycheck, cuz you're "A-okay" with me, Keely. Tell your dance partner I said you two looked right together and that he should do less climbin' -- that fall had to hurt. See ya.
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