Hmm. Air speed and...
hmm... velocity.
Mm-hmm.
Uh-huh. Send it in!
Right here.
Can't hit me!
Hole in one!
Ha. Yes!
Hey! Victor and Flap-accino!
Actually, um, my name is Valentino.
Actually, um, your name is "get back to work."
You've been hired to clean my family's private island
while we party on the water.
Now do it!
Okay. Party time!
Ugh. Whose great idea was this?
Yours. You were determined to buy one of these.
What are you looking at?
Awesome boatercycle, Lupe!
Is that the turbo jet - 900 - KRV model?
Can we ride it?
Pleeeeeaseee?
I don't need you cochinos getting my jet-ski all dirty.
Ugh! How soon will we be able to afford our own jetskis?
Years?
And that's if you don't blow it all on flashy toys
to flaunt in everybody's face.
But I love flashy toys to flaunt in people's faces.
I'm sick of being poor.
We should be the ones throwing sick parties.
Then, we'd be snooty and rich, like Tula.
You know they aren't rich because they throw parties?
They throw the parties because they're rich.
They throw parties for free?
Suckers!
I say we show them how it's done,
my dear brother, Valentino.
Oh yeah? Where?
Right here, baby!
You can't be serious.
This is Tula's Island...
Yeah. And it's perfect for hosting parties.
Look at this place.
People will pay big money to see the great party
Monte Macabre has ever seen.
That sounds expensive.
Exactly.
And that's how we get our jetskis.
Hmm?
Hey!
Got to hand it to you, Vic, keeping the poster
simple and intriguing was a brilliant marketing strategy.
I didn't know what to write.
Yah!
The pier at 2pm?
Settle down, you animals.
Do you know why you're all here today?
No!
Well, I'm here to announce
Monte Macabre's party of the century --
Fuego Fest!
That's right.
Prepare to have your minds blown.
Picture this -- you're on a luxury yacht, on your way
to an exclusive private island,
featuring the world's biggest ball pit!
With catering by...
the Cupcake Man, with 100 new cupcake flavors!
And as our special guest,
a once-in-a-lifetime performance by...
DJ Bidi Bidi Bon Bon!
I love DJ Bidi Bidi Bon Bon.
Talk to my man Miguelito, over there, to purchase wristbands.
Come and get them!
This party's gonna be fuego.
You see? What'd I tell you?
Totally sold out of those wristbands.
And how exactly will we get DJ Bidi Bidi Bon Bon.
Don't you worry.
I know a guy.
Seriously, Vic, we can't possibly
make good on all those promises.
You're good with the details. You can figure it out.
Remember, I believe in you, baby.
Okay, Cupcake Man.
And that's for 100 different flavors?
Oof!
That's a little high.
Vic, Cupcake Man is threatening to pull out
if we don't pay him up front.
Oh. Uh...
Let me show you something out back.
Why are you not wearing a shirt?
Val, I'd like to introduce you to Shelia --
and her twin, Maria.
This is why we do it, Val.
What do you say?
They're beautiful!
Wait. Tell me you didn't use the party money?
Victor!
Okay, how much is left over?
Ahh -- wha-- will -- How are we gonna pay Cupcake Man?
Or -- or DJ Bidi Bidi Bon Bon?
Shhh. shhh, shhh.
No no no no no.
If anyone can make Fuego Fest happen, it's you, my genius.
Well, I am a problem solver.
Okay. Maybe we can cut Cupcake Man.
You studied under him, so you'll be able to replicate his recipe!
Nice!
See, genius? Love those ideas.
Keep them coming.
Is everyone ready to experience the impossible?
The best in food, music, and adventure!
It all starts with your luxury yacht!
Yacht?
Ahhh!
Don't worry. This baby is one 100% safe.
I even emptied all the gasoline out.
All aboard!
We're never gonna fit on that.
I'm taking my jetski.
Everyone hang on tight.
Waaaazzz up!
Waaaazzz up, party people!
Welcome to Fuego Fest -- population you!
Let's kick things off with the world's biggest,
b-b-baddest ball pit!
What kind of joke is this?
That was your ball pit?
Next up, our exclusive Cupcake Man cupcake buffet!
These are no cupcakes.
These are potatoes covered in syrup and sunflower seeds!
You said you knew Cupcake Man's recipe.
I may have changed it a little bit.
Vic, please tell me you got DJ Bidi Bidi Bon Bon.
Uh, Val, about that DJ Bidi Bidi Bon Bon...
I'm gonna have to ask you to take one for the team.
Bueno, at least we get to see DJ Bidi Bidi Bon Bon.
What's up, Monte Macabre!
The moment you've all been waiting for!
DJ Bidi, Bidi, Bidi, Bidi, Bidi, Bidi, Bon Bon!
Val, do something!
You're a musical genius, now prove it.
What?
Boo!
We've been hoodwinked!
Bamboozled!
We want our money back.
Get him!
Ouch!
Now, I know you're all upset
but I promise each and every one of you...
50% off next year's Fuego Fest!
Victor! We got to come clean, and refund everyone.
You're right, Val.
It's time for me to finally do the right thing.
Finally! Good on you, Victor.
Victor!
Sheila, we got to go!
Guess who?
Ugh! Get off me, Charlene!
I'm home free, baby!
Huh?
Victor, it's over!
Stand down!
Ugh! Who called the nerd squad?
You just missed me, Victor.
Aah!
Sorry!
It's cool. I'll build another one.
I'm afraid it's the end of the line for you, Victor.
No! Stop!
Shelia!
Um, Lupe, you know we could've returned the jetski
to get our money back?
Ah, si.
That's true.