Thread:TheMaximumMatt/@comment-30953185-20180811180657/@comment-32807753-20181009040504

Lindsey: [to Lincoln] Do be a dear and tell Lola to meet me and Roxanne at the pageant hall after school tomorrow, would you? And feel free to let her know what the stakes are.

Lincoln: Can we also tell her what she actually did to deserve all this?

[Lindsey thinks for a moment, and then smiles evilly.]

Lindsey: I think she already knows.

Roxanne: A-actually, she doesn’t. I-I don’t know why, but she—

[Lindsey puts a finger to Roxanne’s lips, silencing her.]

Lindsey: Ah, sweet, naïve Roxie. What did I tell you about listening to Lola? You have to take everything she says with a shovelful of salt.

Lana: [furious] I’m gonna give you a shovelful of salt in a minute, you little—

Lindsey: Up bup bup! Temper temper. Unless, of course, you want Principal Huggins to get in on this.

Nolan: She has a point.

Sofia: If you won't... then I will!

Nolan: Sofia! Not helping!

[Lana snarls and stands down.]

Lindsey: Well, I think it’s time we took our leave. Adieu, Mr. Pageant Coach. Adieu, [she sneers at Lana] Little Miss Prim and Perfect.

[Lana’s eyes go wide.]

Lindsey: Oh yes. I know all about that. And just FYI, Lola will have to admit to cheating to win that one, too. So sorry, but them’s the breaks.

''[Lindsey saunters off, dragging a nervous Roxanne with her. Lana throws her hat to the ground in frustration.]''

Sofia: Dang it! This isn’t fair! We can’t let Lola go through with this, Lincoln!

Lincoln: You’ll get no argument from me, Lans. [his brow furrows] Still, what’re we gonna do? We still don’t know what Roxanne is so mad about.

Lana: Whatever it is, it can’t be so bad that Lola has to give up doing what she loves to make up for it. I don’t know about you, but I smell a rat. One that wears way too much perfume.

Nolan: [nods] My thoughts exactly. But we’re gonna need proof.

Lana: How’re we gonna get that?

[Lincoln thinks for a moment, and then smirks.]

Lincoln: Just leave that to the Man with the Plan.