Dorge: (holds up "backstage passes") Got'em!

Mar: Good.

We go up to Lonnie, who's "watching" the boys.

Dorge: Excuse me. We have these backstage passes. We would like to go backstage and meet the guys.

Lonnie: (looks at passes) A two-year-old could make better passes. Get out.

Mar: Hey, that was uncalled for! It took me six hours to makes these suckers!

Dorge: (elbows Mar) Smooth...

Mar: Woops...

Lonnie proceeds to throw us out. However, we are not easily deterred. Next day, we were on to Plan B.

JC: Hi, I'm here for Marina.

Mar: Hi, I'm Marina. I'll be cutting your hair today. But Dorgette will be shampooing.

JC: Okay.

Dorge takes JC back and shampoos his hair. When she's done, she "puts the cape on."

JC: HEY! What are you doing with my necklace?

Dorge: Oh, woops. I'm so sorry. These capes can get awfully tricky. I must have gotten my fingers caught in the string. Would you like me to take it off for safe keeping?

JC: No.

Dorge: (shrugs) Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you.

Mar: Dorgette, are you done with JC yet?

Dorge: Yes, I am. JC, Marina will see you now.

JC sits down in the chair. Mar gets ready to go scissor-happy.

JC: You know, I wasn't planning on getting my hair cut. Then some psycho called up my manager and asked when N Sync got a sixth member. That freak thought my hair was another member! Can you believe it?

Mar: (mouths to Dorge: GENIUS!) No, JC, I cannot. That is terrible. Don't worry, I'll make you look beautiful.

JC: I hope so. Um...where are the other people?

Mar: Oh, it's just me. A small business.

JC: Oh. Well, that psycho really recommended you.

Mar: Aww...that's sweet. (starts creeping the necklace closer towards her, getting ready to snip it off. JC notices when it's about to choke him and Mar is having trouble working the scissors.)

JC: HEY! What is wrong with you lunatics?

Mar: Oh, woops. My scissor must have gotten caught on that necklace. Normally the male customers are not wearing jewelry.

JC: That's it. I'm leaving. Johnny can kiss my ass. (leaves, still wearing the cape-like-thing.) Mar: On to Plan C.

The next day, courtesy of our lovely hair salon, we are each sporting new haircuts and colors. Mar now has lovely peroxide blonde hair, and Dorge has pitch black hair. We find JC's hotel and knock on the door.

Mar: JC?

JC: Yes?

Mar: Hi, my name is Marti, and this is my friend, Dori. We were wondering if we could please have your necklace.

JC: No.

Dorge: (mouths to Mar: PLAN D) Well, then could we please have an autograph?

JC: (sighs) Sure, why not? I have to give you something for being able to find out where I was staying and getting past security.

Mar: What security?

JC: What do you mean?

Dorge: We didn't run into security.

JC: Okay, somebody is getting fired...

Dorge: Oh, shoot! I left my pen in my other purse. Marti, do you one?

Mar: Nope, sorry. JC: That's okay. I have one inside, here, come in.

Mar & Dorge: (whisper: SCORE!)

JC: Here you go...OH!

Mar tackles JC from the front, while Dorge handles the back. She quickly unties the necklace, then runs out the door, Mar following. We leave JC screaming bloody murder and sobbing hysterically.

Luckily, it was worth all the trouble. Mollie loved her necklace, and we all lived happily ever after. Except for JC, and the rest of the guys who had to deal with him whining about it. Ah well, sucks for him. ;-)