Good morning, best roomie ever.
I have prepared breakfast.
I call this cereal à la bowl.
Oh, well, what's next, orange juice à la cup?
Well, I can't wait to dig into my--
Frozen cereal?
I'm Lay Lay, and you just got play-played.
Okay, you got me.
I almost ate a mouthful of Ice Krispies.
Well, since you taught me what a prank was,
I've sorta become the master--
Oh, don't be a hatie. You just got Sadied!
That's good, but you know I'm gonna get you back, right?
Sleep with one eye open.
Morning, girls.
Oh, Dad, were you able to get those tickets
for DJ Robot Head's show tonight at BoomBox Burger?
As a matter of fact, I spoke to one of my cool connects in the jingle biz--
Dad, I'm sorry,
but there's nothing cool about the phrase "jingle biz."
She gave me two tickets.
Why are we screaming?
DJ Robot Head is my favorite DJ.
I've been trying to get tickets for her show for weeks.
Yeah. So you can just call me Cool Dad.
Well, I'm gonna need you to say it if you want these tickets.
Cool Dad would know no one uses paper tickets anymore.
Do you want the tickets or not?
Yes, please. I would like them very much.
Marky, are you taking our stuff and selling it online again?
Run along. Nothing to see here.
Marky, what are you looking for?
I want to achieve greatness.
But to do so, I have to take some risks--
Boy, just get to the part where you tell us what's on fire.
Let's just say that for a small fee,
I arranged the sale of some scorpions.
Mm-hmm, and let's just say some more,
because I'm already nervous.
But while they sort the money,
I'm keeping the scorpions at the house.
What?
Young man, you better tell me where those scorpions are.
Would you settle for knowing where they were?
Sweet James Brown.
He lost the scorpions.
Boom! One cute killer scorpion apprehended.
How many more scorpions are running around my house?
Now only five.
The problem is practically solving itself.
Marcus Moziah Alexander,
if there are still scorpions in this house tonight,
you won't be!
Your mother's middle-name angry, son.
Find those scorpions.
Like the way I backed you up?
-Bryson Arthur Alexander. -What did I do?
It's not about what you did.
It's about what you are going to do.
And you are going to help find those scorpions.
Trish, you know I don't do well with creepy-crawly things
ever since I ate that bug I thought was a chocolate chip!
Well, this is the perfect time
to pretend how brave you can be.
Man!
Come on, Moziah.
Let's bravely find some scorpions.
Hey, Lay Lay. What's up?
Shh!
Sadie's in the bathroom. I'm about to prank her good!
I get it.
The ole rope on a bucket full of confetti trick.
Oh, this bucket isn't full of confetti.
What's in it, glitter, ping-Pong balls,
scorpions?
Why would I have scorpions?
No reason. Carry on.
I'm about to kick this closet prank up a notch Lay Lay style.
This bucket is filled with ketchup, syrup, chocolate sauce.
What? You can't--
Here's what I'm thinking about wearing.
I'm Lay Lay, and you just got play-played!
What… did… you… do?
But why aren't you laughing?
Lay Lay, I don't know what planet you're from,
but around here, you never mess with a Black woman's hair.
Oh, my hair!
I'm Sadie's affirmation app
Okay, tell me the truth.
How bad is my hair?
Do you want me to tell you the truth,
or do you want to stay friends?
It's that bad?
Okay, let me just see for myself.
Get out my way.
Ah! I can't even get a comb through my hair.
What'd you dump on me, cement?
There may have been a little bit of Dino Glue.
Dino Glue?
Thanks a lot.
You're welcome!
That was sarcasm, wasn't it?
Sorry. Still learning my social cues.
This is terrible.
Now I can't go to the concert tonight
because I'll feel ridiculous. Ugh.
Can't we just fix it?
We don't have enough time.
Doing my hair is a 12-step process that takes 18 hours.
Dang, girl, are we doing your hair or long division?
Leave long division out of this.
You know math is my happy place.
I'm sorry, Sadie. I didn't know hair was off-limits.
You're a Black girl.
It's the first rule they give you in the handbook.
Nobody gave me a handbook.
I just came out of a phone two weeks ago.
Oh. I hadn't thought about that.
But hair can be a big part of your identity.
And it can affect the way you feel.
And right now,
I feel like a porcupine.
Okay, we need to find an emergency hairstylist.
No good hairstylist is available on short notice.
If they can get a pizza here in 30 minutes,
we can get a stylist here in 30 minutes.
Okay.
Well, at least hunting for your missing scorpions
is giving me the perfect excuse to wear my favorite Halloween costume,
so it's not all bad.
See, still fits.
Like a glove.
All right, let's find these scorpions.
Was that a scorpion?
Nope, just a pretzel.
But you got a nice vertical for a man your age.
So what are those for again?
Those are sticky traps
specially designed to catch scorpions.
Well, I don't know about scorpions, but…
…they caught me.
Don't worry. I got this.
I'm just gonna keep this one on.
Why don't you listen?
You got the hair equipment?
You got my money?
Thanks for coming so quickly.
We've got to get this done before anyone finds out.
Oh, getting things done is my business.
I'm also a cat doula.
I just delivered a litter in Cleveland Heights.
Totally unrelated,
you want to buy a little baby kitty?
You need all this stuff to do hair?
Yep. I got my hot comb.
I got my hair curler.
What's this?
That's a waffle maker.
I didn't bring this.
All right, let's see what we're working with.
-No-- -Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Okay, you scared me on the phone.
Your hair is not that bad.
It's not for me!
And my hair is spectacular!
It's for her.
Hey.
No. No, no, no.
No, no, no.
Uh-uh. To fix that, you need a professional.
What are you?
I'm a part-time cat doula that sometimes does hair.
Please, if we don't fix this in an hour,
I have to miss DJ Robot Head in concert.
Is that what you want for me?
To grow up a sad, lonely woman who never got to see
her shero spin on the ones and twos?
Okay, fine.
The last thing this world needs
is another sad and lonely woman.
Oh, thank you, thank you!
-Okay. Okay. -Ow!
-Ow! Hey! -All right.
I guess we should start with the rinse-out.
Okay. I'll just hop in the shower.
Oh, no.
No, no. We got to do that right here.
You need grown-woman fingers to work out that mess.
I can't wash my hair in the sink. That's where we wash forks.
Good, because I'm gonna need a fork to get through that hair.
Why are we sneaking down so quietly?
Because sometimes bravery is quiet.
Fine. I just don't want to scare the scorpions.
But they don't have ears.
Well, if you know so much about scorpions,
maybe next time, you can learn how to keep them in their cage!
I think I see one under the bed.
Then get it.
You get it!
You have the net.
Not anymore!
Oh, Father.
Scorpions, I'm coming for you.
Is that a burrito?
Disgusting. We haven't had burritos in weeks.
We never saw this.
You know, I've never received waffles as a tip before.
But I'm not mad at it.
It's the least we could do.
You deserve a full continental spread
if you can bring these curls back to life.
Oh, well, luckily, the detangler I used
works miracles.
Oh, it can get out anything:
gum, jelly,
the scent of a long-lost boyfriend who won't text you back.
The only thing it doesn't mix well with is Dino Glue.
Oh, it will cause a nasty chemical reaction.
What kind of maniac would put Dino Glue in her bestie's hair?
Oh, no.
You're the maniac.
Sweet James Brown.
Somebody give me a mirror so I can see for myself.
Trust me, you don't want a mirror.
Girl, get me a mirror!
You need to stop breaking these mirrors.
I look like Sideshow Bob.
Oh, man.
I just got an alert that DJ Robot Head's performing her new song tonight.
Sadie, we've got to get you to that concert.
I know, but we just made things worse.
Yeah, things are worse.
Well, good luck.
Oh, somebody needs help with a cat birth down by the airport.
Things are looking up.
For me.
Get it off! Get it off!
Oh, y'all white-people crazy round here!
Okay.
Don't panic!
Your mouth says "don't panic,"
but your face says "panic."
Oh, honey. I'm glad you came to Mommy.
What do we do, Mom?
The concert's in half an hour.
I can't go to a show looking like a chemistry experiment gone wrong.
Oh, baby, we can't fix this before the concert.
But don't worry. Mama's got your back.
-Let's go to my closet. -Okay.
Not that closet.
Mama's closet.
Whoa!
I'm about to change your life.
You took all these people's hair?
-Sadie, run! -No. It's okay, it's okay.
No, Lay Lay. These are wigs.
I never knew you had so many wigs and extensions.
Neither does your father.
Now, the great thing about wigs is,
there is no such thing as a bad hair day.
Wigs are used to express exactly how you feel,
and different hairstyles can bring out different sides of you.
So you're saying if I put on one of these wigs,
I'll become someone else?
Yep. You can become anyone.
What's this one?
Not what. Who.
That's Imani.
She knows how to burn down a dance floor.
And this is Keisha.
She gets free samples at the grocery store,
even when she doesn't want them.
These wigs are giving me life!
Mom, can we try some of these on?
Absolutely.
Come on. Let's have some fun.
I think we found our style.
That's Angel and Desia.
Excellent choices.
Angel is confident and sophisticated.
Desia's s y and in your face.
You didn't have to tell me that, okurrr?
Desia, what do you say we wear these to the concert tonight
and show ourselves off?
Angel, when you look this good,
you don't have to show off.
Ooh, Desia's a little spicy. I like.
Isn't she? DJ Robot Head, here we come!
-Thank you so much, Mom. -You're welcome, baby.
But you're walking out of here with $800 on your head.
I'll need that back.
Make way, BoomBox Burger.
Angel and Desia coming through.
You take good care of that, now.
It's real cotton.
Shh.
Coming down here early before the concert was a great idea.
Hey, you thinking what I'm thinking?
That if we order a bucket of cheese fries now,
we can watch the concert and get our cheese on
at the same time?
-Yeah. -No.
We need to get past that velvet rope.
That's VIP.
Our tickets say stay right here.
Sadie and Lay Lay's tickets say that.
Angel and Desia feel like VIP to me.
Desia, I like the way you think.
Uh, excuse me.
This is VIP only.
Desia, who is he talking to?
He must not know who we are.
We are Angel and Desia.
Hey, I own this place, and even I had to get a gig
working security to get this close to the VIP.
I'll handle this.
Excuse me!
Do you see the way this hair moves?
It screams VIP. Now, step aside.
I said no wristbands, no VIP.
Our wristbands are right there.
We have a breach in VIP.
Copy. I'm on my way.
You must not know who we are!
Desia, poke his glasses again.
You are making a big mistake throwing us out.
You'll regret it, okurrr?
I will not be okurrr-ed,
especially not by non-VIPs.
Angel and Desia, it's over.
Situation has been handled.
Copy.
I can't believe this.
I guess we're gonna miss the concert.
Come on. Let's go.
You're not missing that concert.
DJ Robot Head is your favorite.
Woody said Angel and Desia aren't allowed back.
If we take these wigs off,
Sadie and Lay Lay can walk right back in.
I can't go back in there.
I'd be the only one with crazy hair.
Oh! Ooh, bars.
Sorry, I can't help myself.
Let's just go home.
Ooh, I've got an idea. Come on.
Oh, I hate when you get ideas.
Lay Lay, where'd you go?
I'm right here under this bucket.
What are you doing?
Getting ready to see DJ Robot Head with my bestie.
Wow! That did not feel great!
I get why you were mad now!
I can't believe you just messed up your own hair.
Well, I didn't want you to be the only one with crazy hair.
And since I messed up your hair,
this just seemed fair.
Bars!
Well, son,
we are officially scorpion hunters.
These babies are gonna make me a ton of money.
And the house is now safe and secure.
And that's the part we'll tell your mother.
Thanks for the help, Dad.
Marky, I actually have a confession.
I'm scared of bugs.
From all the screaming, I would've never known.
But I have to admit, seeing you fight off
those poisonous scorpions was so cool.
Yeah, well, they don't call me Cool Dad for nothing.
Who calls you that?
They, son. They.
If y'all out here drinking my juice boxes,
those scorpions better be in a cage somewhere.
Don't worry, honey.
We caught all five.
But Marky said there were six.
What?
Why you got me out here drinking juice boxes?
Father-son bonding time.
I don't want to hear your foolishness when there's still scorpions missing.
Look, honey, we have searched every corner of this house.
We did! And I don't know where it could be,
unless there's a secret room we don't know about.
I love DJ Robot Head!
Oof, that looked like it hurt.