The next Friday night, Garfield's nap was, as it had been every time he tried for a week previously, interrupted by a hand grabbing him. He looked up and was, as usual, face to face with Jon and his five o'clock shadow.

"Geez, Jon, have you ever evenlookedat a mint?" Garfield grumbled.

"You're a riot, Garfield, now stop napping and get busy. If you behave yourself tonight, your lasagna ban and grounding are up," Jon replied, as he rolled some duct tape onto his chin. He screamed as he ripped it off and began doing the same for the rest of his stubble.

"Are you gonna go in those?" Garfield asked, pointing to Jon's clothes.

Jon looked down. He was still wearing his pajamas and bunny slippers.

"Not to worry, Garfield, I'm not the loser klutz you take me for," he replied, inverting his pajama top to reveal a tiger-striped formal jacket.

After repeating the trick with his pants, swapping out his shoes and grabbing a suitably terrifying shirt and tie Jon tucked a flower into his breast pocket and reached for the front door, only to find it was still boarded up, as it had been since day three of grounding when Garfield picked the lock.

"Darn it, I ought to keep a crowbar," Jon mumbled.

"Here you go," said Garfield, handing one over.

"Thanks, Garfield, I-hey!Where did you get this?"

Garfield shrugged in mock innocence.

"Well, go back to bed. I'm going to my second date with Langwidere and you're staying here."

Garfield chuckled and Jon went into the bathroom once again to climb out the window. He swung one leg out the window and prepared to squeeze his body out when he realized Garfield was attached to said leg.

"Just what do you think you're doing, mister?" Jon demanded.

"Maybe you shouldn't have woken me up," Garfield answered, and raced to the front yard.

Jon pulled out a remote and pressed one of the buttons. A tall wall shot up in front of Garfield and he collided with it. Jon strolled over to his stunned cat and shoved him back through the bathroom window. Satisfied that Garfield wouldn't be able to get back out unassisted, he pressed another button to lower the wall, got in his car and drove away.

Garfield surfed through all the channels on TV for the fourth time straight when once again Jon's car pulled back into the driveway. Soon, Jon and his date emerged from the bathroom.

Garfield and Odie turned around in their seat and were met with an even more horrific sight. Langwidere's new dress was fluorescent green with spirals all over it.

She had purple hair and Moon earing .

Odie sniffed Langwidere curiously a few times and began growling.

"Odie, it's Langwidere!" Jon scolded, eliciting a confused noise from his dog.

"It's alright, Jon," Langwidere replied, "That happens all the time. I'm okay with it as long as I get to be with you."

Jon laughed nervously and they talked some more.

"Is he just bringing her home to show off his new record in longest time a woman's lasted with him?" Garfield whispered to Odie.

Odie barked in response.

"Is she?" Garfield replied, taking another look at Jon's date. She had blond hair. The last time they met, her hair was black.

Odie barked in confirmation.

"Maybe she tagged out to her sister or something," Garfield thought aloud, and ran upstairs to the attic, Odie trailing behind. He dug through a few piles of assorted junk until he found the item he was seeking.

"Here we go Odie, an instant camera," Garfield said, holding up a Polaroid for the dog to inspect.

Odie made a quizzical noise.

"I'm going to take a picture of Jon's date," Garfield replied.

The pets ran back downstairs and looked around for Jon and Langwidere. They were at the front door. Langwidere was picking up nails as Jon pried them off the boards with Garfield's crowbar.

"Hey guys, mind if I commemorate this glorious achievement in putting up with this dork?" Garfield said hurriedly as he took a picture of Langwidere and rushed off.

"GARFIELD!" Jon shouted as he dropped a board onto Odie's paw. With a yelp, Odie hopped after Garfield.

"It's fine, Jon, they must be impressed, judging from what your cat said," said Langwidere.

"Really?" Jon asked, "Because Garfield-"

"They're good pets, Jon," Langwidere replied soothingly, "If that's the extent of their mischief, then-"

"Well, actually-"

"Jon, they're not bothering me."

Jon breathed a nervous-yet-relieved sigh and tossed aside the last board.

"Well, I guess I can take you home now," Jon said, opening the door for Langwidere. She got into the car as Jon turned, one foot out the door, to offer a final message to Garfield.

"If you wanna open the rest of the stuff, the crowbar and keys are on the couch!" Jon said in the general direction of his cat, and shut the door, mumbling about exercise.

Garfield, meanwhile, had fashioned a blowtorch from materials around the house and begun burning his way through the fridge's fastenings. Odie was sitting in the sink with a cutting board over his head.

"You know what I'm going to do next date?" Garfield asked Odie.

Odie peeked out and shook his head.

"The same thing I do every date, Odie, sneak into the restaurant to spy on the date, and more importantly get a good meal."

Odie barked in response and ducked back down in fear of the sparks Garfield was making.

" I know , Bad idea we'll that's what you think" Garfield says as he and Odie soon spots nermal.

" Ok new plan You watch Nermal, I'll spy on the girl " Garfield says as the duo splits up.

Odie followed Nermal as Nermal smirked and snickered before going into a alleyway as Odie looked confused.

Garfield soon sees the couple enter the restaurant.

" Ok I need a way in " Garfield says.

Garfield sees a pizza man and gets a idea

Langwidre wore purple lunar earrings and a silk red dress with Flowers
" Isn't this amazing" She asked Jon
" Yep Amazing " Jon says.
A few minutes later Langwidre went to use the bathroom as she took out her phone and had a wicked smile