- Okay, it's the last Friday of the month,
which means it's time for...
- The Couch Cushion Treasure Hunt.
- Gotta have loose muscles
to get loose change.
- When I press this air horn, we go.
Whatever you find, you get to keep.
- Okay, just take it easy, Lex.
You get weirdly aggressive on couch day.
- That is so not true.
[air horn honks]
- [yells]
- [shouts]
- You snooze, you lose!
- I wasn't snoozing.
- Hey, a rabbit's foot.
No. No, no. That's a dead mouse.
- Hey, I found my birth certificate.
My middle name is Wesley?
I'm Presley Wesley?
- Hey, I found a coupon from the Mooery
for an extra small free sundae.
- That calls for an extra small cheer.
[quietly] all: Yay.
- To the Mooery!
all: Spenders!
- Nope. The name's Ty.
Try that again.
all: Ty?
- See, that time you didn't seem nearly as excited.
But whatever, we just met.
- Okay, well, it's nice to meet you, Ty.
Question: why are you here
and what did you do with Spenders?
- Spenders is my cousin.
He's opening up a new MicroMooery in Harrisburg
and he hired me to take over for him here.
- I'm not buying it.
Spenders wouldn't leave without saying goodbye
to his favorite customers.
- Oh, yeah, Spenders did leave a video
for his favorite customer.
Which one of you is Stump?
- Stump? What about us?
Presley, Lex, and Munchy?
- Oh, yeah.
Yeah, you were his second favorite.
He left a video for you, too.
- Hey, Lex, Presley, and Munchy.
Sorry I had to leave before I could say goodbye.
My cousin Ty is gonna take over for me.
Hope you understand.
Oh, please, keep an eye on Stump for me.
- Well, there you go.
Nice to meet you, and now please leave.
- What? - Yeah.
We're closing for the weekend.
I have to meet Spenders in Harrisburg
to get trained on how to run this place,
which is a good thing,
because I have no idea what I'm doing.
- Then why would he hire you?
- 'Cause I talked my way into it.
It's something I do. - I do stuff, too.
- Respect. - Thank you.
- Wait, so you're actually closing for the weekend?
- Yeah, it's too bad.
Gonna miss out on a lot of customers.
Which I'm told is a bad thing.
Again, I've never done this before.
- Hey, wait, maybe you don't have to close down.
I just got a great idea for the Mooery.
- Me too!
It's yogurt you can blow like bubblegum.
I call it "blowgurt."
- That is great,
but my idea was that
we run the Mooery for the weekend.
- Could you really run the Mooery?
I mean, how well do you know this place?
- We know this place so well
that we memorized the entire menu
and put it into a song. - Why would you--
- And it goes a little something like this.
- ♪ Get a whole milk or a chocolate milk ♪
♪ A skim milk or an almond milk ♪
♪ A one percent, a two percent ♪
♪ A soy milk if intolerant ♪
- ♪ Whipped cream, buttercream ♪
♪ Sour cream, heavy cream ♪
♪ Cream cheese, cottage cheese ♪
♪ Mozzarella, if you please ♪ - ♪ Cookies, brownies,
♪ Cakes and sorbet, root beer floats and sundaes ♪
♪ Ice cream is the treat I savor ♪
♪ Here's a list of all the flavors ♪
- ♪ Rocky road and cookie dough ♪
♪ Mint chocolate chip, pistachio ♪
♪ Strawberry, vanilla, coffee, Neapolitan and toffee ♪
- ♪ Enchilada, quesadilla, mac and cheese, cheesy pizza ♪
♪ Cheeseburger, string of cheese ♪
♪ Liquid cheese, the kind you squeeze ♪
- ♪ Fondue, yogurt, milkshakes ♪
♪ Gelato and cupcakes ♪
♪ Ice-cream sandwich, waffle cone ♪
♪ You can order from your phone ♪
all: ♪ Meet the cow but please, no pics ♪
♪ We'll get your order really quick ♪
♪ Dine in or delivery ♪
♪ It's at the MicroMooery ♪
- It's probably a bad idea
to leave a business for the weekend
to a bunch of kids I just met.
But I really liked that song.
You know what?
The Mooery is yours. Knock yourselves out.
[cheering]
- Okay, don't worry. Everything will go great.
I give you my double platinum Lex promise.
As a reminder, I'm Lex.
- All right, and if this goes well,
who knows, maybe you guys helping out
could become a regular thing.
- Whoa.
Then we could pay off Tedward's boat
that we blew up in no time.
- Hearing that you blew up a boat
doesn't give me a ton of confidence in you.
But it does make me really want to hang out with you.
All right, here are the keys
and employee manual Spenders left.
It was just updated to cover the giant vat
full of milk over-- - Shh.
You have nothing to worry about.
- See you later, bro. - Bye.
- Ah, you forgot the keys and manual.
- Shh.
Nothing to worry about.
But I am gonna take these.
- Good morning.
Ready for our big day running the Mooery?
- Can't wait.
I'm just digging into the manual Ty gave us.
- Ew, yuck. The manual? Why?
- I gave Ty my double platinum Lex promise
that we'd do a great job.
Besides, there's actually some helpful stuff in here.
- Oh, really? Let me see.
Hmm!
We don't need a book
to tell us how to run a business.
Did George Washington need a manual
when he discovered America?
- He didn't-- - Exactly.
He didn't need a manual.
Okay, this is our ticket
to us getting a regular gig and making a ton of money.
Just imagine the three of us running the Mooery.
Guys, imagine with me.
[with British accent] - My mouth is so hot and dry.
If only the Mooery wasn't closed for the weekend.
Whatever shall we do?
[group grumbles]
[angelic music]
- Well, guess what, townsfolk?
You're in luck.
- Because today, we're in charge.
- And...
it is going to be magical!
Come on in, friends.
[crowd cheers]
[cheery music playing]
- Are you an angel?
- Yeah, kinda.
- Here.
A tip for your service.
- No, I can't accept this giant stack of money.
It'd be too lonely without a friend.
- Here you go.
- Oh, my--Cash, I never knew you were so funny.
- Hip-hip-moo-ray for Lex!
- I am so glad we're friends.
- No, we're best friends.
Shh, don't tell Presley.
♪ ♪
- Blowgurt!
Get your fresh, yummy blowgurt here.
Is it yogurt? Is it bubblegum?
It's both! It's blowgurt!
Ha, ha, ha!
- Munchy, you're a genius!
- Mmm. It tastes like happy.
- Blowgurt has inspired me to follow my dreams.
I'm gonna be a heart surgeon.
- This is the best day at the Mooery ever!
[customers cheering]
- I gotta stop imagining.
My neck is starting to hurt.
- Blowgurt! Get your blowgurt here.
Yogurt you can use to blow bubbles.
- Ugh.
This tastes like sadness.
- Blowgurt has disgusted me.
I'm crossing my arms to show my anger.
- Come on, Cash.
I wanna talk and laugh.
- [mooing]
- Okay, now you're just being rude.
This isn't anything like my fantasy.
- Yeah, nobody likes my blowgurt.
- Well, luckily, I've got my end under control.
Here you go.
- Excuse me.
My milkshake hasn't been shaken.
- Oh, no problem. I will fix that.
Because that is what successful businesswomen do.
One freshly shaken milkshake coming right up.
[blender whirring]
[screaming]
Oh, did you want that in a cup?
I can get that in a cup for you.
- ♪ I got, you got me We got this ♪
♪ I like the odds when we're side-by-side ♪
♪ I like the sound of that ♪
♪ Oh, we're taking off, gonna do this right ♪
♪ I like the sound of that ♪
♪ And when things go up in flames, we're on it ♪
♪ 'Cause I got you, got me, we got this ♪
- Ugh.
Okay, I finally got all the milkshake out of my ears.
My fantasy about running this place
included a lot more money
and a lot less cotton swabs.
- Maybe we should look in the employee manual Ty left us.
- Wait, the manual?
Where did that thing come from?
I thought I threw it on the ground.
- You did, and then I picked it up
and brought it here.
That's why we make such a good team.
- Okay, if we want this to be a regular gig,
we need to show Ty that we can do this
by trusting our instincts.
Not by reading a book.
- Don't mind me. Just gotta grab some more milk.
- How much milk are you using?
- It takes one gallon of milk for every piece of blowgurt.
You know that. - How would we know that?
- Because I posted the recipe on my blog.
Wait, you guys said you were subscribers.
Doesn't matter.
I gotta come up with a different formula
that doesn't cause people to make this face
when they eat it.
[gags]
- Oh, wait, maybe you should ask Fisher.
He knows all about formulas. - Great idea!
- Yeah, then you can actually use science
for something useful.
- Are we gonna have enough milk?
- Yeah, don't worry about that.
What we need to worry about
is getting people to buy more stuff.
- We should check the manual.
- Stop talking about the manual.
You have good ideas.
Sing 'em out, girl!
- Okay. Okay, I did have one idea.
If there's one thing that everybody responds to,
it's the word "free."
- When you just said "free," my heart started racing.
- See?
That's why we're gonna give out...
free samples.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I meant free for me, not for other people.
How are we gonna make money? - Listen.
Once people have a little taste,
they'll get hooked and buy stuff
they normally wouldn't.
- You don't really think that's gonna work, do you?
- I couldn't help but notice your "free samples" sign.
- Oh, is that so?
- I'll have a sample of your strawberry ice-cream.
- Certainly.
- Okay, do you have to look so pleased with yourself?
- Don't have to.
But want to.
So what do you think?
- Now I'd like a sample of cookies n' cream,
chocolate chip, buttered pecan,
and French vanilla.
- Coming right up.
- Are you ready to order?
I mean, you've had, like, 40 samples.
- Yup.
That explains why I'm not hungry anymore.
See ya!
- Do you have to look so pleased with yourself?
- Don't have to.
But want to.
- [roaring]
- Hey, uh, Fisher, I need your help.
- I'm not playing with dinosaurs!
You're playing with dinosaurs.
- I have a problem.
No one likes my creation, blowgurt.
- What's blowgurt? - Is it yogurt?
Is it bubblegum?
It's neither.
It's blowgurt.
I really need to fix this
so we can make our Mooery weekend a success.
- Oh, let me try a bite.
Whoa.
The spoon is fused with your blowgurt.
- Yeah, that's what happens if it sits out too long.
And by "long," I mean six seconds.
- Interesting.
I've never seen anything like this before.
What are the ingredients?
- A lot of milk
and stuff I found around the Mooery.
And the pharmacy next door.
- Can I run some tests?
- To make blowgurt 2.0?
- No, to discover its chemical composition.
- Okay.
- And to make blowgurt 2.0.
- Yes!
- Put me down! This is serious business!
- Not gonna happen, buddy.
- Come on!
[kids chanting] Milkshakes, milkshakes.
Milkshakes, milkshakes, milkshakes!
- What is going on?
- Hey, we'll have our usual.
- I'm sorry. Your usual?
- Yeah, we're the Lil' Tunas.
We come here every week after we lose our game.
- We're terrible!
- That's right, we play like losers,
but we celebrate like champions.
- Milkshakes for everyone.
- Oh, we can whip up those milkshakes no problem.
Business is looking up.
[tap squeals]
That's strange. Nothing is coming out.
Presley, can you grab some more milk?
- No problem.
Problem.
We're out of milk. - What?
- Still waiting on those milkshakes.
I don't know if you know, but nine-year-olds,
they don't have a lot of patience.
- Just one second, sir.
How can we be out of milk?
- Munchy must have used it all
when he was making his blowgurt.
- Okay! Okay. Okay, let's not panic.
We are just a dairy restaurant without any milk.
We can just explain the situation to our customers.
- Yeah, you're right. You got this, girl.
- Me? No, I said "we."
- That's the spirit! Whee!
You got this, girl.
- Excuse me, Lil' Tunas. We got a lil' problem.
Um, we might be out of milk at the moment,
so we can't make any milkshakes.
Can I interest you in some nice soft cheese?
- Lil' Tunas,
they say you can't have milkshakes.
What do you say?
[whole team chanting] Milkshakes!
Milkshakes, milkshakes, milkshakes, milkshakes!
- I know it's scientifically impossible,
but your blowgurt chemically bonds to anything it touches.
- Life finds a way.
So you think we can make it more delicious
and less cement-y?
- I'm not sure.
I need to run some more tests.
Hand me that beaker.
- I can't do that. - Come on.
I know this isn't what you invented blowgurt for--
- No, I literally can't do that.
I got some blowgurt on my hands
and now they're stuck to your desk.
- What?
[team chanting] Milkshakes, milkshakes!
- How are they still chanting?
- I'm so proud of them.
Normally on the field, they're a bunch of quitters.
[phone ringing] - Ty is calling.
- Good. Tell him we need help. - No!
We have to make him think
we have everything under control
if we want him to make this a regular gig for us.
- Well, then I guess... you got this, girl!
Whee!
- Hi, Ty! Everything is going great.
- That's great to hear.
Harrisburg is cool, by the way.
I made friends with a state senator.
How's the, uh--
- Give us our stinkin' milkshakes, lady!
- What was that about a stinking milkshake?
- Uh, no, that was a customer...
asking for some singing milkshakes.
Because we sing when we serve them, yeah.
♪ Here's your milkshake, here's your milkshake ♪
♪ Hope it tastes great, here's your milkshake ♪
- You guys sure sing a lot.
All right, glad you have everything under control.
Gotta go.
Me and the state senator are gonna go play mini-golf.
- [sighs]
Crisis averted. Where were we?
- Milkshake!
- Okay! Okay, okay.
If we gave you this blender,
would you leave peacefully?
- Throw in some of that soft cheese and you got a deal.
- Done.
- Finally, we got a win!
[team chanting] Blender, blender!
- I couldn't get any milk from Cash.
I tried everything: singing, dancing,
my Christopher Walken impression.
- Who's Christopher Walken?
[as Christopher Walken] - He's a...movie...star...
who talks in this very specific...
manner.
- Well, that's probably impressive to someone.
Okay, we need to focus.
We are out of milk and the dinner rush is coming.
- What are we gonna do?
- I was thinking
about crawling into that metal vat and hiding.
- Presley, you're a genius.
- Oh, great. I'll get the ladder.
- No, no, Ty said that that vat was full of milk.
- He said that?
- He tried to, and then you went, "Shh!"
- That does sound like me.
- Okay, the important thing is, is that vat is full of milk.
If we can find a way to tap into it,
we'll have enough to make anything.
- You're right. Let's do this.
- Whoa, okay, this looks complicated.
We should look at the manual.
- Nothing complicated about "lefty loosey."
- You just turned it "righty tighty."
[alarm sounding]
- Look what you did! That's a flashing red light.
- Okay, maybe that's a good flashing red light.
- There is no such thing as a good flashing red light.
Turn it the other way.
- Oh, no!
[rattling and creaking] - The pressure is increasing.
Do something!
[banging]
[rattling stops]
- Huh, it worked.
[metal pops]
[both screaming]
- Hang in there, Munchy.
I'll have you free in no time.
[phone dings]
- Hey, uh, Fisher, can you check that text?
I would, but, you know,
table hands.
- It's from Lex.
The girls need you back at the Mooery right away.
- What am I gonna do? I'm stuck.
- I didn't wanna have to do this, but...
it's time for the nuclear option.
And by that, I mean my cutting tool that's nuclear powered.
[tool whirs] Don't tell my dad I have this.
Or the government.
[tool whirring]
- [whimpering]
- What are we gonna do?
- Watch this. I saw this in a cartoon once.
- Not the words you wanna hear during a crisis.
- [straining]
It worked!
See, everybody?
We have everything under control.
[metal pops] [both gasp]
Not a problem. I have two hands.
[metal pops]
- Donk does not like the look of this.
Let's get out of here.
- Don't leave!
- Don't look back. Just run!
- Lex, I'm all out of hands here.
- [gasps]
- Told you it'd work.
[metal pops] [both gasp]
- Oh, no!
[metal pops]
- On it.
- You guys are hugging the milk tank without me?
No fair!
- No, no, no. We need help.
- What's the problem?
- How do I explain this?
- Whoa.
- Hey, my blowgurt chemically bonds with anything it touches.
It can patch those leaks.
- Great. Unwrap us a few pieces.
- I would, but, you know...
[glass clinks] Table hands.
- Okay, Munchy, let's switch. - Okay.
All right. One, two, three, switch!
- So how's your day goin'?
- My hands got turned into tables, so you know,
the yoozh.
- Okay, do my foot first. My leg is falling asleep.
- Okay. - Hey, it's working.
- Quick! It's so cold, it's hot!
- That's scientifically impossible.
- Well, it's happening!
- Come on. - I'm coming.
Okay. - Hurry!
- One more.
- Ha! We're free!
- Blowgurt, what can't it do?
- Hey, why is that red light still flashing?
- That's why.
- It's making bubbles.
Beautiful blowgurt bubbles.
Daddy's proud of you.
- We've gotta find a way to turn off the pressure.
- Okay, I've got another idea.
- No more ideas. I'm looking at the manual.
- Hey, why's it gotta be a "man"-ual?
Why not "woman"-ual?
Or "girl"-ual?
- Okay, there's a section about dealing with kid baseball teams
who always lose, free sample moochers--
[metal grinding]
- Skip to the section about the vat.
These bubbles are about to blow!
[all screaming]
Guys, we have to clean this up before Ty gets here.
- Whoa. What happened?
- Ty, welcome back!
We had a little trouble with the milk tank.
- But the good news is,
there's no more milk left in it, so the leaking stopped.
- But don't you worry, we're gonna clean it up.
- Sounds good.
You may not know this about me,
but I don't really worry about a lot of things.
- He just gave me an opening. Watch me work.
So since you're chill with all of this,
does that mean we can come back here and work again?
- Oh, no. You're done.
- And our paychecks will...
- Be used for repairs.
- Great, that's what I was gonna suggest.