The Tbirds gather near the dugout as they prepare for a serious game of kickball. The Ref looks down at his wristwatch, impatiently waiting.
"We've gotta start. Where's your guy?"
"Five more minutes," Will replies.
"He ain't coming," Lyon said.
"He'll be here," Will replies while he masked his true emotion of wariness. "Nick has never missed a game before," he continues.
"Yeah, well, something ain't right," Charlie said. "Maybe the Scorpions got him."
"Would you guys relax. The Scorpions didn't get him." Will replied.
"It's time," the Ref said.
"Five more minutes," Will repeats himself.
"It's too late for that. You guy's gonna play or forfeit?" The Ref asked as the crowd began to boo.
Will looks up at the bleachers and sees Felsnic tripping over people with his popcorn in hand. "Excuse me, sorry, excuse me, sorry," he apologizes as he steps and shoves his way through the crowd.
"There he is. Right there," Will told the Ref.
"Where?" Jared asked as he and the rest of the Tbirds scanned the crowd for Nick.
"Hey, Felsnic!" Will yells out. "Get over here! You're up."
Felsnic looks out onto the field. "Huh?" He was stunned. No one has ever wanted Felsnic on their team before!
"You're in the game. Let's go!" Will waves him down.
"Excuse me, sorry, excuse me, sorry," Felsnic makes his way to the field.
"Great, now we're really gonna lose," Charlie said.
"Yeah, might as well forfeit and save us all the embarrassment," Jared said.
"We ain't forfeiting. Lyon, get him a shirt."
Frenchy and Rizzo supervise as the advertisement on the billboard carefully gets replaced. "Learn to cook with Frenchy. The billboard has never looked so good," Rizzo said.
"I'm not sure Cha Cha would agree with you," said Frenchy.
"Yeah, well, Cha Cha wouldn't know good advertisement if it cha cha'ed right in front of her face," Rizzo said.
"Speaking of Cha Cha," Frenchy bumps Rizzo on the arm.
Cha Cha parks her car aggressively and slams her car door as she exits the vehicle.
"Oh crap, get in the car French," Rizzo dashes.
"Huh?" Frenchy looks at Riz then back at Cha Cha, who is angrily marching towards her. She reacts quickly and runs to the vehicle with Rizzo as the two flee the scene!
Cha Cha yells at the workers changing the advertisement. "Hey! Get off my billboard!" She pushes the ladder over, knocking one of the workers into the bushes.
Meanwhile, Nick combs his hair while waiting at a red light; the Scorpions turn the corner and head his way. He tosses his comb onto the dash and ducks as the Scorpions drive past his car. They all examine the vehicle idling in the street without a driver. This seems strange to them, but they continue driving down the road. As soon as the light turns green, Nick speeds away.
He arrives at Laney's house, where she is outside waiting. He gets out to open the car door for her, and then the two of them drive out to the train yard.
"This is so cool! Are these trains dead?" Laney asked as she explored the grounds.
"Yeah, I went to that one's funeral yesterday." Nick points while Laney giggles at his response.
"Follow me," Nick said, leading Laney to a ladder behind the boxcar.
They climb to the top and lie down to admire the stars above.
Back at the playing field, second base is loaded. Felsnic is up to kick. The Tbirds are two points away from winning, but one out away from losing the game.
"Come on, Felsnic! You got this!" Charlie yells from the dugout.
Felsnic kicks! The ball flies into the air; the crowd holds their breath as the ball travels in slow motion, making its way out onto the field; second base runs to third, then to home. The Tbirds are now one point away from victory. The ball slowly comes down, slipping between the fingers of the shortstop.
"Run Felsnic!" Will yells as Felsnic runs past first, then past second.
The ball gets thrown back to the pitcher, who runs after Felsnic as he's running past third.
"Come on, Felsnic! Go, go, go!" The crowd goes wild, it looks like the Tbirds may win this game!
Felsnic loses momentum and trips over his feet; falling in slow motion, he decides to go into a dive, stretching his arms out toward home plate. The pitcher also dives with the ball stretched out as far as he can. They hit the ground simultaneously. The dust settles, that's when the Ref yells, "He's out!" Felsnic lands three inches short of the plate.
"Booooo!" The crowd clears the stadium quickly.
"Way to go, Felsnic," Jared said.
Back at the train yard Laney is curious about the bag Nick brought on their date.
"So, whatcha got there?" Laney asked.
"Oh, this?" Nick pulls out a can of red spray paint.
"Oh my gosh! Are we about to tag a train?" Laney asked with excitement.
"The thought crossed my mind," Nick said.
"Let's do it!" Laney said as she and Nick made their way down the ladder.
"Alright, which one should we do?" Nick asked while shaking the can.
"Let's do that one," Laney points at a white tanker across from them.
Nick walks over and begins spraying his initials, then hands the can to Laney, who also sprays her initials. She steps back to admire their work then sprays a heart around their initials.
"Hey!" The security guard yells while shining his flashlight towards them.
They run to the nearest hiding spot while the security guard runs past them. They smile at one another, then Nick leans in for a romantic first kiss. Fireworks go off in Nick's head as their lips press gently against one another.
"You! Over there!" The security guard rudely interrupts their true love moment.
Like greased lightning, they dart to the vehicle. Laney laughs as Nick speeds away.
"You know, that may have been the coolest first date I've ever been on," Laney looks over at him and smiles.
"Oh yeah? Well, then, you're gonna love date number two; when we tag a whole building," Nick jokes as they continue their date elsewhere.