[funky music]
♪ ♪
- Here it comes, Sid!
- [grunts] Ronnie Anne, go long!
Hee-yah!
- I got it! - [gasps]
[crash]
- [grunting] Ah-ha!
- Yeah!
- Whoo! Score!
Uh-oh, someone dropped their change purse.
- Bummeroni. I don't see anyone around.
Who could it belong to?
- This mercado ain't big enough
for the two of us.
[dramatic western music]
Whoo! Hoo-hoo-hoo!
[grunts] Hoo-hoo-hoo!
Yeah!
Ha-ha-ha! Fastest pricer in town.
[cloth rips]
Huh?
Aww, dang it. - Hey, Bobby.
We just found this change purse.
Any idea whose it could be?
- No clue, but I think we have a lost and found box
around here somewhere.
[grunts] Mm-hmm.
[both yelp]
- Whoa, how long has all that been in there?
Way before my time.
I guess no one ever comes back for their stuff.
- [grunts] - [hollers]
- Then can I take it?
Maybe I can sell it for a quick buck.
- No, Carl.
What are you doing up there anyway?
- I'm playing water balloon tag with CJ.
Nobody blow my cover or else.
- Maybe you should check inside the change purse.
There might be a license in there.
- Good idea.
Whoa, a $100 bill.
- Holy cashola!
Uh, I just remembered,
I lost my change purse this morning.
Thank you for finding it. - Nice try, Carl.
- [hollering]
- Should we put it in the lost and found?
- I don't know.
Someone might really need this money.
We can't just toss it in some dusty old box.
[vomit splashes]
- Maybe We should try to find the owner.
- I can prove it's mine!
My bill had a picture of Abraham Washington on it.
- That's not even a real president.
- Oof. He is too!
[laughs] Safe zone?
[hollers]
- Ooh, sweets!
- Okay, first thing:
let's check with everyone in the building.
They all shop at the mercado.
- We got this.
[lively music]
♪ ♪
- [grunts]
♪ ♪
- [gasps] Ha!
[both scream]
- [gasps]
♪ ♪
- [belches]
[car horns honk]
[funky music]
- That's not a good look for you.
- This is all the stuff from the lost and found box.
I thought if I put it on,
maybe the owners would recognize it when they come in.
- Pssh, that's never gonna work.
It's just a bunch of old junk. - It will so work!
In fact, I'll bet you dessert for the week
that by the end of the day,
all of this stuff will be claimed.
- Are you sure you want to do that?
It's flan week.
[dramatic western music]
Your palms are just as soft as I expected.
- With all these flyers, someone's gonna call.
[both sniff] both: Mm.
- Oh, my gosh.
That pizza smells so good!
- Well, let's take a break and have a slice.
All that running around made me hungry.
Oh, wait, I don't have any money on me.
Do you?
- Nope, just this unclaimed $100 bill.
- Well, maybe we could just borrow a little
from the change purse?
- Yeah, and obviously we'd replace whatever we spent ASAP.
- Totally. We're good for it.
[cash register dings]
- Whoa, look at this guy over here.
Wearing the whole closet at once.
- These items are from our lost and found.
Does anything look familiar?
- Hey, my sunglasses!
I forgot about these.
[chuckles] You made my day, kid.
Ow! [babbles]
[car horn honks]
- See? It totally worked.
- You know he didn't pay for his groceries?
- [yelps] Oh, no.
- Well, we covered the whole neighborhood.
Now we just wait for the owner to call.
[both grunt] Whoops, sorry.
- Whoa. What's going on?
- New game got released today. "Cowboys Vs. Clowns."
[horse neighs] [whip cracks]
both: Ooh!
- I heard that's supposed to be awesome.
Should we borrow a little more money?
- What's a few bucks more? We'll pay it back.
[cash register dings]
Whoo, 20 bucks goes fast in an arcade.
- Especially when they have a photo booth.
But it's okay,
because we're not going to borrow any more money.
- Nope, we gotta be responsi--oh, my gosh.
"Parade of the Penguins"? - Whoa.
There's even a Q & A with the penguins.
[cash register dings]
- Ah, thank you, Bobbie.
I thought Buttercup ate my missing earring.
[barks]
I've been following her for days hoping for the best.
Now if I could just find my reading glasses.
- [belches] - Ooh.
[gags]
- Blegh! - Your flan is mine.
- [growls]
- I had no idea penguins could do autographs.
- Me neither, and it only cost $10.
[cash register dings]
Huh, still no calls about the change purse.
Well, maybe we should just go home and wait.
- Yeah, and no matter what else we see,
we're not spending more money.
- Even if it's amazing. Pinky swear?
- [high-pitched voice] Ronnie Anne, I swear!
I will never, ever-- oh, my gosh!
[normal voice] Is that a Twelve Is Midnight
K-pop pop-up store?
- Blowout sale.
Today only.
- "But you guys swore"--
Quiet, you. Get him, girls.
[grunting]
[cash register dings]
- Well, that's the end of the money,
but these deals were too good to pass up.
- I know, especially the Yoon Kwan waffle maker.
[low voice] I can't wait
to be part of your balanced breakfast.
- [laughs]
[phone rings, beeps]
Hello? - Ronnie?
It's Maybelle.
I saw your flyer about the change purse.
- Uh-oh.
- If it's brown with a gold clasp
and $100 inside, it's mine.
- I don't know, would we call it brown?
Or is it more of a dark tan? - [sighs]
Yes, Maybelle, it's yours. - Wonderful!
I'll meet you at the mercado in two hours to pick it up.
- Great.
Argh, why did we have to spend all that money?
I don't even like waffles. - Me, neither!
I like pancakes! No offense.
[low voice] None taken.
[car horn honks]
♪ ♪
- I've got $7. How'd you do?
- The only thing in my piggy bank
was an "IOU" from my dad.
He borrowed money to pay the takeout guy.
- Okay, then we just need to
make $93 more in two hours.
- Should we shake down my dad? He does owe me interest.
- Hmm, all right. Let's try it.
- My dad only had 5 bucks on him,
but he gave me an idea.
Follow my lead. Hit it, Dad!
[peppy pop music playing over radio]
- ♪ It's show time ♪
[angry overlapping chatter]
Feel free to tip the performers.
- Hey! - Watch it!
- [babbles]
- [crying]
both: Ow! Oof! [both grunt]
- Hey, get your own train!
Break it down! [panting]
♪ ♪
- Hey, Bobby. Fruit delivery.
Whoa, that looks like my old CD player.
- No, it's not.
It's a panini press.
- No, this is mine.
It's still got my pump-up mix.
Now I can work out again. Thanks, bro.
- Hey, Bobby, can we borrow the mercado delivery bike?
- Sure. - Thanks.
- Huh, only one thing left. - You know what?
Let's double the bet. Two weeks of dessert.
- On churro week? You're on.
- [laughs menacingly]
- Voilà. It's ready. - Oh, man.
Where's my cab?
My flight's in 30 minutes.
- Hey, Miranda, need a ride?
- Oh, I'm not even gonna ask what that thing is.
Just get me to the airport.
- [grunting] - Uh, hey, can you speed it up?
I'll pay extra.
- [grunting]
I don't know if we can make it.
[hollers] - Don't worry, Sid.
We got this. Whoa!
- [hollers]
[grunting]
Oh. Bye, girls.
- Guess I'm not getting a tip.
- Yoon Kwan waffles for sale.
Get 'em while they're hot.
Would you like a Yoon Kwan waffle?
Only $100.
They're handsome and delicious!
- Aww, forget it, Sid.
Maybelle's gonna be here any minute.
I think we just gotta come clean.
- Hello!
I am so glad you found my change purse.
- Hey, Maybelle, about that:
the thing is, there's something missing from it.
- 100 things, really.
- We sort of spent all the money.
- You did what?! - We're so sorry.
We didn't think anyone was going to call.
- We should have known better, but the pizza smelled so good
and there was this penguin movie we'd never seen
and we just got carried away.
- But we'll do anything to make it up to you.
- Literally anything.
We feel horrible. - [sighs]
I can't say I feel great either,
but you two ding-dongs seem eager to do the right thing,
and I do have some chores I could use a hand with.
You help me with those, we'll call it even.
both: It's a deal!
[lively music]
- Phew. [hollers]
[both screaming]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪
- [slurps, sighs]
Nothing like a glass
of freshly-squeezed mango juice.
♪ ♪
- Eww. - [groans]
- Now, I need everything on this shopping list.
Chicharrones with extra "rones"
and cheesy cheese chips,
but don't forget to dust the cheese off.
[both groan]
- Well, that's everything. We can call it even now.
Thank you for your help. [laughs]
- Ding and Dong and your service.
both: Phew. - Glad that's over.
From now on, I'm not taking anything
that doesn't belong to me.
- Ronnie Anne, you gotta pay for that.
- [laughs]
- And you gotta pay me in desserts.
No one claimed the sweatshirt. [laughs mockingly]
- [sighs] Fine.
- Don't worry, I'll make sure to tell you
how delicious your desserts are.
By the way, you might want to look
at the back of your sweatshirt.
- Aww, if only I'd found this "Bobby" guy.
♪ ♪