You know, like status and popularity.

I'm sorry, who are you again?

Brandy Harrington?

Of the Florida Harringtons?

Remember Lola introduced us this morning?

Oh, right.

Weren't you hanging around that really annoying bunny?

Me?

Oh no, I hardly know that guy.

Brandy!

Hey, Brandy!

What's shaking, bacon?

I hardly know him.

Huh.

Did she pretend she didn't know me?

Ha!

I cannot tell you how often that happens.

Mark, don't let her fool you.

We're best friends.

Roommates.

Compadres.

Amigos.

Piece of the pod.

So, you want to hang out or something?

We could go to the clearing.

Listen, Brittany, Brandy, whatever.

Everybody knows that everyone who's anywhere near you is a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

You're a jerk.

This is a girls-only party, and I'm not invited.

Ooh, that is an unfortunate turn of events, when we are divided along gender lines.

Ed!

You're a genius!

Oh, I am?

Yes!

Because, correct me if I am wrong, you are suggesting that we have our own party, right?

A male counterpart, if you will.

To the girls' party!

Well, strictly between you and me, I don't, uh, recall.

Oh, it's gonna be great, Ed!

Who can resist two hip party animals like us?

Go!

Run!

Run!

I said, may I please speak...

...with you?

Oh, thank goodness.

I'm so glad you're home.

Confounded machine.

You never know when it's gonna up and blow.

Yes.

I don't suppose you would remember me.

Yes, you're Mrs. Brisby.

And I'm sorry about your husband's death.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Mr. Ages!

Great Jupiter woman, what do you want?

Mr. Ages, I know you don't like visitors, but this is an emergency.

Please.

Please.

Ma...

Madam, that is an emergency.

Oh, Mr. Ages, my son Timothy is so sick.

Timmy?

The one with the spider bite?

We'll just give him some pips.

No!

No, he's...

That way?

That way?

Yes!

Thanks!

Come on, Elly!

Signs.

Oh, signs.

I love putting up signs.

Ah, Zooter and Elly Van.

There you are.

Hi, Bongo.

Hey.

What's that dusty old box in the dirt?

Oh, that.

That's a dusty old box I found in the dirt.

Is there something inside the box?

Don't know.

That's why I sent for you.

I can't seem to get the thing open.

I believe this calls for some Elly Van super strength.

Let me try.

There.

What is it?

Looks like a very old map.

Of Jungle Junction.

This place is kind of creepy, though.

Heartless?

I don't know, Sora.

I get the feeling they might live here.

Don't mind us.

Just passing through a little bit of trouble.

Yeah, that's right.

Don't be silly.

We'd love you to stick around for lunch.

Um, we didn't bring anything to eat.

That's not going to be a problem.

Gorsh, Sora.

I think we're the lunch.

Going somewhere?

What were you thinking about?

Let me guess.

The past, right?

Hakuna Matata!