Buster ushers Judith out of the theater just an hour after she entered. (Yes, I know that this scene is during the day but to me this makes no sense.) "I work for a bank, not a charity, and if your accounts are not settled by the end of the month–"

"Okay–Judith, I personally guarantee by the end of this month this show is going to be the biggest hit this city has ever seen." Buster says, with false confidence.

"Mr. Moon, none of your shows have ever worked! None of them! you've had your chances, now settle your accounts or we will repossess this property!" With that Judith turns and walks away.

"Okay – toodle-oo. Haha!" Buster waves before giving out a strained laugh. Miss. Crawly comes up behind him.

"What are you going to do, Mr. Moon?" She asks her boss.

"Honestly? I have no idea." Buster says with a sigh. He immediately rushes over to his friend's house. Buster slips into Eddie's pool house as his friend approaches the waters' edge sipping from a soda can. He sheds his bathrobe to reveal a bright red speedo, before walking to the end of a diving board. He takes a deep breath and dives. Buster takes the soda and sits at the end of the pool. Eddie swims elegantly through the water only to jerk back in shock at seeing Buster looking directly at him as soon as he surfaces. "Aaargh!"

"Hmm...are you wearing a Speedo, Eddie?" Buster asks, smirking.

"W-what are you–" Eddie splutters.

"Eddie? Is everything alright?" A voice calls out from the main house.

"Yah! Uh, just doing my laps, Ma!" Eddie lies. Buster helps his friend out of the pool and hands him a towel. After he dries off, they sit down on inflatable chairs playing a racing video game on a playstation, in the pool house.

"So what, you live in the pool house now?" Buster asks.

"Yeah, my folks want me to be more, you know 'independent' I guess. They even hooked me up with this life coach dude."

"Life coach?" Buster asks, looking at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Yeah, I guess he's gonna help me find my purpose in life. I thought I had one, but it turns out, it wasn't the right one or something? I dunno. Anyway, he's got me on this whole schedule thing. It's like Mondays take out the recycling, Tuesdays mow the lawn, Wednesdays go visit Nana, Thursdays clean the pool, it's like, don't we have people to do all this stuff?"

At the mention of Nana Noodleman, Buster stops playing and looks at his friend in shock. "--Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Back up. Your Nana is still alive?"

Without taking his eyes off the game, Eddie knocks over his surfboard, revealing a family photo on the wall, with Nana Noodleman, looking down at the camera with an 'I'm-more-important-than-you' look. "Ooh yeah."

"Wow. And she's rich, right?"

"She's loaded. But trust me, you don't wanna go near my Nana- brr- she is one mean sheep." Buster forgets about the game and gazes up at this scary old sheep. A smile of great interest spreads across his face.

The next day each member of the cast is giving a status report to Buster how they are doing with their songs. Mike starts out with a slow and loving song.

"But while there's moonlight and music
and love and romance
let's face the music and dance..."

Buster is in the wing coaching Meena with the lighting system. "Now fade up the spot. Good. Lower the moon.." Meena follows his instructions with ease.

"Coffee?" Miss. Crawly comes in with my mug.

"Thank you, Miss. Crawly." I take the mug.

"Before the fiddlers have fled.."

Meena goes to pull the next cable but it gets stuck. "Okay that's normal. Just needs a knock." She knocks on the cable like it was a door, and the ropes loosen. The moon lowers behind Mike.

"Let's face the music and dance..."

"See? You're gettin' it." Buster compliments her. He takes a good long sip of his coffee.

"Anyone seen my glass eye? Darn thing keeps popping out..." Buster, hearing this, pulls the mug away from his lips only to already have the glass eye in his mouth. He gags and spits the eyeball out, which hits a lever. The lightning rig hits the stage. A sandbag swings and knocks into Pete sending him flying. The glass eye ricochets against a light and shoots back into Miss Crawly's head where it belongs.

"You almost killed me, Jumbo!" Mike yells.

"It wasn't me!" Meena tries to explain, but Mike doesn't want to hear it. A small fire breaks out and Meena rushes out with an extinguisher.

"Pete?" Buster calls out.

"Uh, Mr. Moon. I think we have a problem." Karla says from beside the rigging. Pete's feet next to her. After a call to 9-1-1, Pete is placed into the back of the ambulance with his neck in a brace.

"Pete! you're gonna be alright, okay! Just, just hang in there, Buddy!" Buster says in concern as the ambulance pulls away and two frogs storm out of the theater. "Ricki? Kai?" They don't answer and after a moment the final frog exits in tears. "Why aren't you guys rehearsing?" Buster asks.

"We're through. They said I'm an intolerable egomaniac. I don't even know what that means!" Howie sobs hysterically as he runs away. Later, Miss. Crawly helps Karla to put the fire out on-stage and moves the rigging.

"Alright, we're two acts down - give me some good news, Miss. Crawly."

"Oh, it's not as bad as it looks, uh." A piece of the stage collapses beneath Karla.

"I got you." Johnny says, pulling her up.

"Thanks Johnny."

"Meena. How would you like to re-audition for the show?" Buster asks. Karla looks at the elephant, hoping she would take the chance.

"Really?! Well yeah–" Meena starts.

"Great!" Buster cheers.

"I mean–no." Meena corrects.

"Wha?"

"I mean, yes, I can sing. But no, I get so nervous and–"

"She'll do it." Karla inputs. Meena, Buster, and Johnny look at her. "She can do it. I'll help her."

"I'll take that as a maybe." Buster says just as the panda group runs by.

"Great! Look, they're back!" Buster jumps around a bit. He looks between Meena and Karla. "We're gonna come back to this, you two." He runs off, following the pandas.

"Karla, why did you say that? I'm too scared." Meena asks.

"I told you I'd help and I'm gonna help. Do you have a list?" Karla explains.

"You said that?" Johnny asks.

"You meant it?" Meena questions.

"Of course, I meant it. C'mon. I'll talk to you later, Johnny." Karla leads Meena to her rehearsal room. "Okay, what songs do you have down?"

"Well, it's not much but I love Hallelujah the most." Meena informs.

"Then let's start with that. Do this, play the song through your headphones and sing." Karla instructs. Meena does just that and gets some confidence, but sees Karla in the mirror and starts to panic again. Karla realizes the elephant is close to hyperventilating and gets in her vision to calm her down. "Hey it's ok. Try it again but this time close your eyes and imagine you are in your house surrounded by your... family. It'll make you feel comfortable." She backs away and goes behind Meena, so she won't be seen.

"Ok, I'll try." Meena blushes in slight embarrassment. She puts the headphones back on and starts up the song again.

"Now, I heard there was a secret cord,
that David played, and it pleased the Lord.
But you don't really care for music do you."

'She can sing, she just needs some more confidence.' Karla thinks.

'It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth.
The minor fall and the major lift.
The baffled king composing Hallelujah.'

Meena stops quickly. "I'm sorry, I just can't do it."

"No, you are doing fine. You just need a bit more confidence." Karla informs. "We can try again, if you want?"

"Really?" Meena asks.

"Yeah, let's reset and try again. I know you can do this. How about this, I'll get some water bottles and you can try again without me in here. Maybe we start off slow. I'll be back." Karla secretly starts a recording on her phone and leaves it in the room.

Buster walks into the rehearsal room where the pandas are in. He shuts off their radio so he can talk to them. "Listen, guys, forget what I said before. You are very talented. Please join the show. Okay? Yes? No?" The pandas all look at each other, confused. He pulls out a phrase book."Oh! Um, here...Anata-da shi. Sugoku kusai yo ashii no-tsume, ii-shoni mitei kusai." (Translate: You are smelly. Like toenails.) They all gasp in shock at the nerve of him saying that to them. The leader of the group slaps him across the face. They all pick up their stuff and leave. "What? Hey, no no no! Wait, wait, wait! Don't go, don't go!"

"Hey Karla is everything alright?" Rosita asks when she sees the pup on her way to the rehearsal room. She has Casper on her hip. "I heard you ran out in a rush yesterday." She asks, in a worried motherly tone. Tears slightly well up in the pup's eyes at the gesture.

"Yeah I just had a family emergency. Everything is ok now." Rosita uses her mother induced sixth sense to detect the off tone in Karla's voice, because she steps forward and wraps one trotter around the pup's shoulders and pulls her into a hug. Karla embraces the hug and starts to silently cry. "I-I'm s-s-s-sorry." She stutters out between sobs.

"You don't have to be sorry about anything, sweetie." Rosita rubs her back consolingly. " If you need to talk about anything, I'm here for you." She says into Karla's ear.

She inhales sharply before answering, "Th-Thank you."

"I would to stay-"

"No, go on and rehearse your song with Gunter. I'll be ok." Karla sniffles a bit. Rosita looks at her for a moment, before walking away. Karla heads back to Meena, making sure she is done with her song. She walks over her phone and ends the voice recording and pockets it. "Are you getting used to how different your singing is in here?" She asks her protégé.

"Better, but I think I still need practice. I'm sorry you are wasting your time on me, when you should be practicing your song." Meena says, looking down.

"Don't apologize. I asked you if you wanted my help. I want to do this. Besides, you at least figured out a song, I'm still thinking." Karla informs. She walks over to grab her bag and walks out with Meena.

Rosita sets her son down on a bench and starts placing down color-coded dance steps. "Oh, what is this for?" Gunter asks as he walks in.

"Now we use this to follow the steps." Rosita takes a microphone and stiffly starts following the steps as she sings.

''Goddess on a mountain top,
burning like a silver flame.
The summit of beauty and love and–"

Casper charges into the room yelling. "Casper! Casper! No!" Rosita tries to reel him in.

"How about this? Ha ha!"

"Come on! What did I tell you?" Rosita reprimands him. She turns to Gunter. "I'm so sorry, he had a fever and it was too late to get a sitter, so–" Casper continues screaming and running around. "Well ya seem fine now!" She yells out. Her son starts dancing, messing up the floor plan. Gunter laughs and joins in.

"Well I'm your venus,
I'm your fire
at your desire!"

"Stop! You're messing it up!" Rosita complains.

In Ash's rehearsal room, Buster turns on one of the songs on her list. "I am not singing this." Ash tells him.

"What's not to like? You're a female and you're a teenager- this song was made for you." Buster says doing a few dance moves.

"Wow. It's like you can see inside my tiny teenage mind." Ash responds, sarcastically.

"I know, right? You just gotta add some moves and a little bit of..." buster acting out the song, not realizing how stupid her looks.

"Hey I just met you and this is crazy
but here's my number so call me maybe."

"Go for it!"

"Oh you mean like this?" Ash sarcastically performs with a cheery voice and a phony smile.

"Try to chase me,
but here's my number,
so call me maybe."

"There ya go! You're a natural!" Buster says, smiling. It is obvious that he doesn't understand the language of sarcasm.