The Next Day, at Global Tech...
Katie: So Charlotte from Lost is here, you guys! I'm so excited, at least until she tells me that Stephanie has been stabbing me in the back. Don't let her fool you, Recapper. She totally is Darla this week. You can tell because of her overabundance of SUCK!
Stephanie: Kill me now.
Meanwhile, at the Lair...
George: I am so against Mikey seeing the lair. This was supposed to be our special place, Jim.
Mike: Gotta run. My "accountant" is calling.
George: Accountant? Right. I'm doing a quick search on my computer. Jim, you know those thugs who beat up your brother last night? They work for Frank Matthews, loan shark.
Jim: You can find nameless, faceless thugs on a computer?
George: It's in the lair, Jim. It's a magic computer.
Meanwhile, at the High School...
Daphne: Hey, bad boy, I think you're kinda good.
Chris: I'm totally good. That's the most appealing sort of bad boy -- the good kind. You just have to find my goodness, baby. Find it and bring it to the surface.
Andrew: Mind your own business, girl.
Daphne: What? Who are you?
Andrew: I'm a star student and Chris's brother. Clearly, I'm the villain in this piece, but you can't know that 'til later, so mum's the word.
Elsewhere at School...
JJ: Uncle Mike, why are you having me dismissed from school? Is my family all right?
Mike: Yeah, I just want to take your freaky little super-brain to the track.
JJ: But I already did a gambling storyline and learned the lesson that these things never end well.
Mike: Don't look at me, kid. I don't write this stuff.
Later, at the Powell Pad...
Jim: What the hell are you doing taking my kid to the track.
Mike: Um... raising business capital.
Daphne: Liar, liar, pants on fire.
Mike: All right, I'm $15,000.00 in the hole -- gambling.
Jim: Up, up and away!
At the Loan Shark's Headquarters...
Jim: Listen, Frank Matthews, I am calling you by your full name because it pleases me, Frank Matthews. Anyhow, I want to pay up my deadbeat brother's 15K gambling debt, Frank Matthews.