A Concerted Effort: Part 1

Moesha Mitchell: You don't understand, sir. I'm supposed to be in there.

Tyrone: No. *You* Don't understand, I'm suppose to keep you out here.

Moesha Mitchell: Okay, I'll bring you a plate.

Tyrone: I'm on a diet.

Moesha Mitchell: I'll *sneak* you a plate!

Moesha Mitchell: Come on, I'm the K-Vibe contest winner. Remember I was on the radio with P.J. and he gave me the tickets because my boyfriend was acting like he didn't wanna be with me...

Tyrone: And I know *why*.

Moesha Mitchell: Boy, just tell P.J. Carol was here.

[P.J. Butter walks by]

P.J. Butter: Hey, Carol.

Moesha Mitchell: P.J.?

P.J. Butter: Like Butter, Baby.

[Mo takes a picture]

P.J. Butter: Come on, We gotta go. We're waiting for you.

Moesha Mitchell: Well, what about my friends?

P.J. Butter: Alright, they can come in. MTV's waiting, we gotta go now.

Moesha Mitchell: See, I told you.

Tyrone: Just don't forget my plate!