Okay, little king,
let's stretch. No muscles are getting pulled
while we get our dance on. All right, but my ankles are
feeling a little weak lately. Oh, there they go again. I'm not sure
you should be dancing, Charlie. Well, that would be
very disappointing. This is our special night, and we're some of
the best dancers at the event. Oh. No, no, no, we can't go. I'll just let them know
we're not coming. Oh, wait, Mommy Yaz,
I'll go in Charlie's place, then you'll get to dance,
and he'll get to... not dance. So what do you say? Dylan, that's very sweet. But you once said it was cornier
than a cornfield. Well, you know,
I love spending time with you. And, um, you know, lately I thought I should try
to be more sparkly. More sparkly? Please, Mommy Yaz. The reason why I called it corny
was because I was... jealous. I had no idea you felt that way. I'm sorry we made you feel
jealous, Dylan. Okay. Let's go,
if it's okay with Charlie. I mean, I think I can find
a way to get over it. This time. Okay. Then great.
The dance is still on. But we have a ton
of practicing to do if we want to show up
and show out, Dylan. You're going to need
to adjust the tux, too, so it fits Dylan perfectly. Great call, Charlie. Yeah, great call, Charlie. One, two, three. Five. Whoo. Yeah. Left, right, left.
Oh, snap! - Hey.
- Bup bup bup bup bup bup bup. Turn. Ah, man. Other way. This is great.
Isn't this so fun? Yeah, sure.
Greatest time of my life. [chuckles] But, how about we swag up
this fit a bit. Oh, I like that.
I'll do mine, too. Yeah.
[chuckles] Wait. Mom's cool
with changing up the routine? Since when? And how about here
we do this move? Oh, hold on, hold on. Oh, great addition.
Keeps it fresh. - Yeah.
- Keep it fresh? She never let me keep it fresh. Great job, my little king. I'm her little king. Break time.
I'll get you some snacks. Okay. [chuckles]
Good job. Hey, Dylan, it was nice of you
to do the dance for me, but I've been thinking. It's not fair
to make you do this, so I'll dance
with my mom after all. Nah, cuz, I owe you. And Young Dylan always repays
his debts, unless I'm really low on cash or I just really don't want
to do it. Consider your debt paid.
Stand down. I wish I could. I'm sorry. Well, I've done it every year. The people are expecting
to see me, not you, so I'll do it. I feel you, but don't worry. When the people expect
to see you and they get me, they'll thank us both. Why do you suddenly want
to do it so bad? You hate being sparkly. Charlie, this is the last thing
I want to do... but look. DJ Carini's hosting the event, and he has the hottest
radio station in town. And if I can slip him a copy
of our label's first single, he'll definitely play it, because Beair Borne is
on the record. And boom, we get
our label's name out there. We should really come up
with a name, though. Why don't we both go? Tickets are sold out,
so only one of us can go. Me. If you don't quit now,
I'll make you quit. You taught me how to manipulate.
Remember, cousin? [laughing] I ain't teach you everything,
cousin. All set to rehearse, partner? Sure am. Mom,
can I help out with rehearsal? Sure, Charlie. I think the outfit could use
a little something, so I made.... this for Dylan. Aww. A cane? That's all you got? I'll rock a cane. Really?
Cause it goes with... this. [laughing] So cute. Yeah. I love it.
[chuckles] And I thought of something else
that would look so cool. This. Oh. Is that your capelet,
Charlie? You always look so cute in that. Dylan. Uh, yeah.
I'll rock a capelet too. Looks adorable. Oh, I got a work call.
I'll be right back. [sighing] Do you know the difference
between me and you, cousin? I make this capelet look good. That's not true. Nothing makes
this thing look good. But, I don't back down.
And I'm going to that dance and getting my song heard
by DJ Carini.
