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There's nothing like a good old -fashioned slumber party.

It's a time for good friends to share, a time to reach out to

others, and a time to bond.

Slumber parties, I hope I never outgrow them.

in the morning

40 this Friday, Ray Ray.

Be there or be square.

Kim, I forgot to give Shalonda an invitation.

Are you crazy?

I bet if we had a picnic, you would invite the ants.

Hey, y 'all. Come here. Come here.

Guess what?

We give up.

Y 'all gonna trip out when y 'all hear this.

They don't have to hear right now.

Hey,

you guys. What's up?

Hey.

Oh, that's okay.

You don't have to tell me anything. I don't have to know your business. I have

my own business.

As a matter of fact, I own a business.

Then maybe you should go take care of your business.

I love you, Anteo.

Okay, give it up. Okay.

You guys know Morgan, right? We're just having a pajama party and it's gonna be

fat, y 'all.

Sorry, Moe. Anyway, look, she's hired a DJ, a caterer, and the best part... Her

parents are going out of town, y 'all!

Dang, Moe, I'm sorry.

I mean, I got a little excited. You know, I've never been to a pajama party

before. Boy, you act like you're invited.

It's all hard, girl. It's co -ed.

Hold up. We're gonna party in Malibu with cute guys in pajamas and no

supervision? Yep, yep, definitely, yep.

Honey, is dinner ready yet? I'm hungry.

Oh, dinner soon come, milady.

If you don't hurry up, pizza soon come.

Ooh, Daddy, it's smelling kind of good up in here.

Well, you know how we do it. Yeah, and I know how long it takes.

Daddy, indeed.

Morgan invited me over for a summer party on Friday.

Can I go?

Yeah, Mr. Mitch. Well, it ought to be a great experience for her. Why, a chance

for her to bond with her schoolmates. A night of... How can you?

Hey, Moe, I was just trying to be supportive.

Yeah, well, if you want to be supportive, give me a bell pepper.

Can I go?

Of course you can go, pumpkin.

Thank you.

Come on, King.

Oh, Mr. Bitch, you got a bell pepper.

Frank, you know, this slumber party presents a rare opportunity.

Yeah, what do you mean?

Well, when was the last time we had the house to ourselves?

Have we ever?

Oh. Hey, what about Miles?

Oh, I'm way ahead of you on that one.

Hey, Gloria, it's Dee.

Oh, I'm fine, thanks.

Listen, Sammy and Miles haven't had a sleepover in a while.

Oh, no, at your place.

Oh, come on, girl, you owe me.

Oh, great.

All right, I'll see you on Friday night.

Oh, nothing, just a little grown -up R &R.

Well, I'll try not to hurt him.

All right. Love you, Bill. Bye -bye.

Baby, you got skills.

Oh, if you think that was skillful, just wait until Friday night.

All right, now.

All right.

Oh,

Miles, great news.

What? You give me a PlayStation with NBA Live 98?

Better. You're sleeping over at Sammy's Friday night.

I hate Sammy.

He said I look like Scottie Pippen.

I'm never going to speak to him again as long as I live.

No, you don't have to.

It's a sleepover, not a talkover.

bedrooms down there and four more upstairs.

Hey.

Wait a minute.

Hi, Morgan.

Em. Em, what are you doing here?

Well, I'm here to party.

It's invite only.

Oh, I'm here with Leonard. His name is Haki. Yes, but Leonard was my slave

me how can she'll take you for everything you don't have oh girl they

tyson let's hurry up and get changed i am ready to party hey mo

isn't that your friend jeremy and who was that skis all up in his face if

are pajamas baby they not for sleep

I mean, Jeremy and I are just friends.

Well, Jeremy's sure not hurting the friends.

No, no, Margie, you can't come home right now.

Well, uh, because... Uh, because you and Sammy are best friends, and you two

need to get past this.

Uh, Dee?

Dean's asleep.

Uh -huh.

Okay. Yes, yes. I'll see you first thing in the morning, son.

I promise.

All right.

Night, son.

Love you.

Miles again.

Yeah, but that boy will be fine.

But not as fine as you, baby.

Come here, woman.

Ooh, slow down, tiger.

We've got a whole night ahead of us. All right.

I thought that we would start out with a little snack first.

I suppose I'm ready for the main course.

Honey, work with me.

I'm trying to create a little mood here.

It's your trip, baby.

Oh, and what do we have here?

Oh, just a little something to cleanse the palate.

Oh, great.

Chocolate.

You little devil, you.

Oh, baby,

I don't think I'll ever look at a pineapple chunk the same way again.

Oh,

I can't call it. What's that?

Hey, good talking to you.

Please. You know these Bridgewood kids can't dance.

Well, you know, maybe they're transfer students.

Sounding to look like a party.

Yeah, I guess.

Sounds like somebody's got Jeremy on the brain.

I'm not thinking about Jeremy.

Over there trying to be so cool.

Well, good thing you're not thinking about him.

Let's rock this, Marco. Stop.

I heard that.

Can you hear this?

Oh,

look. There goes Marco.

What should I do?

Jeremy notices that I'm here, it'll be time for the guys to go home.

Go home? The guys aren't going anywhere.

This is their summer party, too.

Wait, the guys are staying?

Yep.

Sleep at your own risk, okay?

Let's talk about the equal flow.

You know, you know.

Go, Niecy.

Go, Niecy.

Go, Marco.

Go, Marco.

Would you like to go out there and dance?

Maybe later.

Oh, my God. I don't believe this is happening.

One of your friends.

You ready to go home yet?

Uh -uh, girl. These people are too...

Now she leaves nothing to the imagination.

I wonder where I can let it out then.

You're late. She's not invited.

Go home,

homie. That was a quick 20.

How come you're not partying? Because you've been ignoring her.

I'm going to be over there. Come on, Chris. You're blocking.

Okay. Ready to get jiggy with it.

that outfit you do i mean so why are you playing me mom

what you're the one who's been egging me and that's why i haven't been able to

take my eyes off you since you fell in here oh well what about motor mouth

michelle what about her i got rid of her so i could kick it with the finest girl

in the party

would you

like to dance with me

Oh, you know my feet hurt.

I'm just funning with you, Kami.

I'd love to dance with you.

I'm ready to dance now. Maybe not.

So, are you enjoying the party any better?

Mm -hmm.

I'm getting there.

Honey, I have looked everywhere. How can I find your silk pajamas?

It's all right, baby.

I'll work with what I've got.

Have a seat.

What are you doing?

No,

baby, it could be more or miles, but don't you move a muscle.

She was just about to show me something.

Yes, she did.

Oh, really?

Really.

Yeah, all right. Well, okay.

Thank you.

Bye.

Who was that there?

That was Eleanor Hobbs.

Her daughter Mary Ellen goes to Bridgewood with Moesha. Oh, yeah, I

Eleanor. The one who still calls herself a Negro.

Anyway, Mary Ellen told her that Morgan's parents are out of town.

Oh, baby, I'm sure the girls are all right.

They're just having a slumber party.

Mm -hmm. Now, where were we?

Mary Ellen also told her that there are boys at the slumber party.

Yo,

Kim sure can dance.

Yep.

And Hakeem sure can.

You know, I'm really glad you're here, man.

Me too. I'm having a nice time.

Let's go upstairs.

What's upstairs?

Privacy.

I mean, what's wrong? Don't you want to spend some time alone?

Well, if I wanted to be alone, I would have stayed home.

I don't think you hear me.

Don't you want to spend some time alone with me?

I mean, a chance like this doesn't happen.

Every day.

Well, exactly what kind of chances are you talking about?

A chance to get to know each other better.

Well, if you wanted to know me better, we don't have to sneak off into a

bedroom.

You can just talk right here.

What's the other thing about talking?

Jeremy.

I like you.

But it ain't gonna happen.

That hurt.

What kind of guy do you think I am?

The kind that can be a friend.

Mr. Mitchell.

Where's Moesha? I'm not sure.

Hi, Mr. Mitchell.

I didn't take your PJs, Mr. Mitch.

Moe gave them to me.

Where's Moesha?

Moesha?

Daddy!

Let's go.

Now.

Oh, man.

Poor Mo.

Poor Mo? What about us? She was all right, huh?

Curse me like that. I mean, we weren't even doing anything.

Well, then what the hell were you doing upstairs with that boy?

We were just talking.

Oh, well, it's a good thing I got there when I did.

And another thing. What were boys doing at a slumber party?

Well, I didn't know that they were spending the night.

What?

Moesha.

I don't understand what's gotten into you.

I mean, first it was sneaking off to Tijuana.

And then that tattoo.

Now you're standing up here lying to me? Well, what's next?

Daddy, you act like I'm a bad seed or something.

I mean, I don't drink, I don't do drugs, and I'm not having sex. And what?

What, you want a medal for that?

Because you're not supposed to be doing those things anyway.

I'm tired of being treated like a child. Oh, you are, are you?

Well, let me tell you something.

There's only two adults living in this house, and their names are Frank and

And any child living under my roof is going to live by my rules.

Is that clear?

It's real clear.

I'm moving out.

Marisha?