"How could you be so dumb"? Roxie asked Rocky.
"Gee, but that manager guy said he'd get us in over those Monkees, sure thing!" Rocky said.
"Yeah, he got ya in . . for six months! Those Monkees still won!" Roxie yelled. "What we need is a fail-safe plan! And boys, I've got it! It's the oldest trick in the book! We'll put a girl between two of 'em!"
"But where we gonna get a girl, Roxie?" Rocky asked confused.
"Hey, Rocky, c'mere!" Roxie sweetly said. Rocky came toward her. "Closer," she smiled. When Rocky's face was in front of her's she slapped him twice. "Don't EVER ask me that again!"
"Gee, Roxie, ya don't have ta get violent!" Rocky whimpered, rubbing his face.
"Ya see boys, a girl is gonna turn two of "em against each other. That will destroy the group as we know 'em!" Roxie ended with an evil laugh. "You boys rehearse. I've gotta concentrate on who the two lucky Monkees will be. When I finish, I'll let you know. Oh, and guys, there can be no slip-ups this time."
"OK, Roxie!" Rocky said, and the group left to rehearse.
Roxie then began to plot her plan. That Davy Jones. Too obvious. He'll see through the plot in a heartbeat! The Texan--naw too shrewd. Hard to pull the wool over his eyes. At this point , Roxie laughed at her own joke. "Woolhat." "Wool over his eyes." Peter! He's a great candidate! All he needs is a shot of confidence. Micky! Yeah! I'll tell him he needs to go solo! Oh Roxie! You're a genius!!
Meanwhile, back at the Pad, Mike looked at the calender.
"Well, guys, our "vacation" has ended!" Mike sighed.
"Where'd we go?" asked Davy.
"When did we go?" Micky asked.
"How did we go?" Peter chimed in.
"Will you guys knock it off? What I meant was that Rocky and the Rockets got out today! That band is nothing but trouble!" Mike said.
"Well, let's hope they've learned their lesson and they won't bother us, " Peter said.
"Yeah, Why worry?" Micky brightly added.
"Let's hope so," Mike added. "Let's hope so."
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