(The following day, Andrea’s goodnight sleep was interrupted by Rosie.)

ROSIE: Andrea! Wake up! Your friends are waiting for you.

ANDREA: (Still groggy) What?

ROSIE: Your girlfriends, they said your going to the spa?

ANDREA: Oh crap! I totally forgot.

(She jumped on her feet and got ready right away. She went down to the lobby of her apartment and saw Syd, Megan, Prince, & Damien.)

ANDREA: Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long.

DAMIEN: About time!

(They all rushed to Andrea’s car and hit the road to the spa.)

-In the car-

SYDNEY: Megan, are you ok?

MEGAN: (Looking a little flustered) I’m fine. Why?

PRINCE: Let’s just say, you look like you really need this spa session.

MEGAN: What? Why?

DAMIEN: It’s all in the bags sweetie.

MEGAN: (Looks at her purse) I don’t get it.

DAMIEN: No, Honey. I mean the bags (points out her eye bags)

MEGAN: (Looks at her pocket mirror) Oh! God!

ANDREA: Megan it’s not that bad.

DAMIEN: Yeah, a little trip to a plastic surgeon and you’ll be fine.

MEGAN: Really? Who can you recommend?

DAMIEN: I know this doctor who—

ANDREA: Ugh! Damien!! . . . . Megan that can be fixed with some night cream or something.

SYDNEY: Yeah, I mean they’re just eye bags.

(They arrived at the spa and everything was already prepared for them. As they experienced paradise in the Spa, JB was in a less quiet place more like a wild jungle. They made a surprise performance in a mall. As usual they were like the three pieces of meat in a crowd of hungry lions. Everyone was just ready to pounce on them. After performing they took a little break.)

NICK: (Noticed that Kevin’s looking a little uneasy) Kevin you ok?

JOE: You look like you need to go to the bathroom.

KEVIN: (Glares at Joe) Dude!

JOE: What? All I’m saying is, you should’ve been easy on those Buffalo wings.

-They suddenly heard a funny muffled sound-

NICK: Ok, now that was just nasty! (He pinched his nose)

JOE: (Looks disgusted) Oh! Yeah! There it is, I can tell what you had for breakfast this morning! (Covered his nose)

KEVIN: (Wasted no time and ran to the bathroom)

-Mr. Jonas walked in the room-

MR.JONAS: Ok boys, I have—(Noticed the funny smell and covered his nose) Joe! What did I say about farting?

JOE: Dad! It wasn’t me! It was Kevin.

NICK: (ROFL) Ahahahahahahaha!

MR.JONAS: Oh, Sorry. Why? What did he eat?

JOE: From the smell, I’d say he ate Pancakes, Sausage, Bacon, Hash browns, aaaaand (sniffs) Buffalo wings.

MR. JONAS & NICK: You’re disgusting Joe!

JOE: What? It’s one of my hidden talents.

(Back in the Spa, the girls were separated from the boys. Damien and Prince was laying on those massage tables with face holes in it. While their faces were on those holes and the masseuse were doing their thing they had a little chat. Suddenly a guy interrupted their conversation.)

ZEKE: Fancy running into you here.

DAMIEN: Ezekiel?!

ZEKE: Is Andrea here too?

DAMIEN: No . . . I’m just here with my friend . . . . . Prince this is Zeke, Zeke this is Prince.

ZEKE: Delightful to be your acquaintance.

PRINCE: (Sat up and showed his bare chest and abs) Nice to meet’cha.

ZEKE: So, are you two? You know? Toge—

PRINCE: HELL NO!!!!

ZEKE: Oh, I’m sorry. I have to go now. Damien, please tell Andrea that I’m looking forward for our wedding.

(Zeke left and there was dead silence in the room. How will Prince react to the spilled secret of Andrea? Will he tell everybody else?)

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