Not bad, but it feels like
we should have saved up way more money than this.
I know. 'Cause we've been working a ton.
Are you sure these numbers are right?
Yep. Here's what we've made so far minus everything we've spent.
Wait, I did get us that new wireless speaker last week.
Oh, and I bought a bigger amp
for my guitar after mine shorted out.
And those glitter microphones
from that lady in Washington Square Park.
Care to take one for a spin?
OK, so that wasn't really a necessary purchase,
and they don't so much work as just look cool.
But I like the colors.
So, I guess, the numbers weren't right.
They're worse.
And we're back to being broke.
It's OK. We've been here before. A few times.
We'll bounce back.
Bounce. Right.
But maybe we should start
running our music-related purchases by Rafa
before we make them,
'cause I'm picturing his face when he sees this spreadsheet.
I hate when he gives us that face.
Moving on.
We just need a new gig and we'll be back in the stude in no time.
Stude?
Studio sounds too "been there, done that".
But stude? Whole different vibe.
It's gonna catch on, you'll see.
Come on.
Uh, everything OK, Dad?
All good, baby girl.
Just working on a project for my boss, Sarah.
Now, if I could figure out where to put this pillar...
It's her.
Cal, can you bring the new designs to my party tonight?
I'd like to review them so I can make a decision
about the lead architect promotion.
Of course. No problem.
Mom, come look!
We made a snowman out of mashed potatoes!
OK, sweetie. One sec.
My kids.
Hopefully they'll be better behaved at the party.
But I couldn't find a babysitter and now...
Yay, mashed potato angels!
Gotta go.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Ooh, I'll start mashing the potatoes.
No.
Well, actually, that does sound great.
A little butter, some garlic... but before that...
Hey, Dad, we could babysit for Sarah tonight.
-Really? -Of course.
Sounds like she could use the help.
And I think I heard something
about you being up for a promotion?
It'll be a good way to impress the boss, right?
And we can earn some money for our next sesh at the stude.
Not catching on.
I mean, it's mostly to help you impress your boss, but also...
I think this is what we call a win-win, girls.
Thank you.
I'll tell Sarah the good news
as soon as I figure out this pillar placement.
-Oh!
Uh, I'm OK!
No pressure.
Just a huge, life-altering promotion riding on tonight.
Don't worry, Dad.
I know Mom usually gives you a big pep talk
before these kinds of things,
but since she's flying out tonight, I'm here for you.
You're gonna crush it.
Oh, it is def getting crushed.
What's in there, anyway?
Not much, just antibacterial wipes, toys,
backup wipes, backup toys, a hard hat,
a detailed schedule- kids love structure-
and some good behavior sugar-free lollipops.
For the kids.
Right, right, right, right.
And I guess your babysitting supplies are in your pockets?
Nope. Winging it.
I'm more about embracing the kids imaginations.
Doing what they wanna do.
Always worked with Skipper, Stacie and Chelsea.
Come in, come in.
Sarah, meet Barbie and Barbie.
Well, that's fun.
I can't thank you girls enough for offering to babysit
on such short notice.
-Let me show you--
My chocolate fountain.
Can you take Peanut?
Oh, yeah, sure.
The kids are up in Toby's room!
Good luck.
You got this, Dad.
Well, guess it's just you and me, buddy.
I'm Toby.
Hey, Toby.
Nice to meet you, little dude.
This is my sister, Lindsay. And that's it, that's all of us.
OK.
So, what should we do--
I'm bored.
Here you go. Play with this for 29 minutes.
Then we'll take an eight-minute snack break.
Well, go on. That ball won't roll itself.
And you only have 28 minutes left.
Wow. The backpack has spoken.
Like I said, kids love structure.
Just look at them. They're... gone!
And so is your backpack!
Where'd they go?
They've gotta be around here some-
-Oh no. -Uh-oh.
Because the architect sprained her angle.
-Get it?
Cal, you're an absolute riot.
I can't wait to take a look at your project.
It'd be nice to have someone with your talent
and a sense of humor on the leadership team.
I'm so happy to hear you say that,
because I think I'm perfect for this role.
I'm passionate about the work
and I... have big... ideas about how to...
Um, are you OK?
Could be better.
As I was saying, I...
Clog's gone and I saved your good behavior lollipops
from the toilet.
-Yuck. -Gross.
Yeah, now that I'm hearing it out loud,
we should probably toss these.
Forget the candy.
We need a new plan.
All the toys I brought for the kids are soaked.
A-ha.
Nice save.
Hey, that's mine!
She's way faster than she looks.
I loved your report on self-cleaning chimneys last quarter.
And your proposal for zero-waste wallpaper, genius.
If only we had the budget for more experimental...
Help! I locked myself in the bathroom!
Not again. Excuse me, Cal.
Achoo! Achoo!
Achoo!
I think I'm ah... Ah... achoo!
Allergic to something, Peanut.
How about we figure out what it is
so I can steer clear and lock in this promotion?
Oh, flowers.
I bet that's... achoo!
It.
Let's play something else.
Hey, do either of you have an imaginary friend?
Um, yeah.
Like, practically a billion. Wanna meet 'em?
Now, when you say a billion...
We thought you'd never ask.
And this is my eleventh imaginary friend, Maya the dog.
She's best friends with Lucia the fox.
But don't let her go near Riley the sloth.
They do not get along.
Do you think he's gonna test us on this?
Hope not. I already forgot what Olivia the alligator's favorite color is.
Sorry. Continue.
And finally, this is Jasper the horse.
It's his birthday today.
It is? Well, we must throw him a party.
Whatcha doing?
Cracking eggs to make Jasper's birthday cake.
See?
Let me try.
Once again, your no plan plan is working.
I think Tatiana the turtle is hiding under my bed.
Can you get her?
She can't miss Jasper's party.
Oh, I don't think you want me...
just sitting here, ha!
One imaginary turtle coming right up.
Ahhh!!!!
Turtle eyes!
Wait.
Oh, Lindsay. It's just you.
Hold on, how'd you get under there?
Weren't you just asleep on the rug?
What's happening? What's wrong?
Lindsay ran right over Jasper's birthday cake.
It's ruined!
Wow, I guess speed runs in the family.
Toby is fast.
OK, not the flowers.
Oh, excuse me.
Oh, these look delicious.
I could never get the dough right.
Achoo!
Oops. Oh, sorry.
Like they say, when pigs in a blanket fly.
Jasper, come back! We'll make you another cake!
-Wait, Lindsay! -Toby!
Slow down! Let's talk about this!
Maybe we should go downstairs
and ask Sarah what calms them down.
I don't wanna do anything
that could ruin my dad getting that promotion.
Why don't we try separating them?
Good idea. I'll-- woah!
Must have tripped over Maya's tail.
Oh, scented candle.
That's gotta be what I'm allergic to.
Come on, buddy.
I really thought that was it.
Ah, much better out here. Wanna play hide and seek?
Oh, you wanna hide first?
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
four, three, two, one.
Ready or not, here I come!
Oh, I wonder where Lindsay is. I can't find her anywhere.
Gotcha! Great hiding. Now it's my turn.
That's odd.
Unless you're some kind of baby ventriloquist?
Lindsay?
"And then the aliens beamed down to earth from their space ships."
This is my favorite part!
"One by one, every human on earth began to multiply
with a loud pop."
Lindsay!
What- why aren't you with Malibu?
What? That was weird.
What was?
I thought I saw someone who looked just like Lindsay run by.
But that's silly because she's standing right here.
What if the aliens are making her multiply?
Like in my book?
Aliens aren't making your sister multiply.
That's just a story.
Ahh!
Do you like that candle?
I made it.
I actually make all sorts of things.
Ceramics, jewelry, even the perfume I'm wearing tonight.
I made that sculpture, too.
What're you doing?
I'm... uh... it's a cool new dance move
my daughter taught me. See?
Ah. Always good to keep up with trends.
That's potpourri, Stanley! Not popcorn!
Whew, that was a close one, boy.
We've got to figure out what's making me... me... achoo!
Sneeze.
I think it's getting worse.
Ah, so itchy.
Uh, Peanut? Which way is the kitchen?
Maybe water will help.
Excuse me.
Achoo! Sorry!
Achoo!
Oh, it's just you. Have you seen Lindsay?
Uh, yeah, she's, like, everywhere at the same time!
Everywhere? You mean nowhere.
She just disappeared.
Poof.
I told you, the aliens are here!
We're being invaded?
What? No!
There's no such thing as aliens.
Then why are there three of my sister
standing right behind you?
-He kinda has a point.
There's gotta be a reasonable explanation for all of this.
Yeah? Like what?
I'm telling my mom you're bad babysitters!
You let aliens multiply my sister!
What is going on here?
No idea, but if Toby tells Sarah we're terrible babysitters
we can kiss that stude money goodbye.
Seriously, stop trying to make "stude" a thing.
It's not gonna happen.
And what about my dad?
If we mess this up he can kiss his promotion goodbye.
Ahhh!
Watch out!
Woah!
Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!
What're you two doing down here?
Shouldn't you be upstairs with the kids?
There's something really, really weird happening with Lindsay.
Like multiplying toddlers.
Aliens weird.
And I'm pretty sure they can teleport using mind power.
Oh, my goodness.
I'm so sorry that I didn't tell you before,
but Lindsay is one of three identical triplets.
Triplets?
See? I told you there was a reasonable explanation.
Right.
This is Lisa and Lila.
They love tricking new babysitters.
I meant to warn you two,
but I got so distracted with all the party prep.
Well, we probably should have just come to you for help
when things started getting weird.
Achoo!
Excuse me.
Achoo! Achoo!
Dad? Are you OK?
Uh-uh.
I'm allergic to something.
I've been trying to figure out what it is all night
but I... achoo!
Can't.
And this little guy's been helping me... achoo!
Um, I think your adorable helper might be the culprit.
But I've never been allergic to dogs.
Achoo!
OK, you might be on to something.
I'm afraid she's right.
I had the same issue when we first adopted Peanut.
Apparently, his rare mixed breed causes reactions
in people who are fine around other dogs.
Well, that explains it.
Sorry for sniffing... everything.
I think I have an idea that can help all of us.
Phew. Party's over.
Thank you both so much for your hard work.
There's a little extra in there, you know,
since my kids terrorized you two all night.
-Thanks. -Thank you.
And more good news, I got the promotion!
Yes!
Way to go!
It was an easy decision.
Your dad's new project designs are great.
The leadership team really needs someone
with out-of-the box ideas.
And dance moves.
Don't go, don't go!
Don't worry, we'll come back and babysit any time.
And I expect an invitation to Jasper's next birthday party.
Stay terrifying, you three.
We have enough for almost two hours of recording time!
Yes, can't wait to get back in the stude.
I knew you'd come around.
I think a promotion deserves a reward.
No!