That'll be four minutes and 30 seconds, approximately.
- Need a hand? - No, thanks. Everything's under control.
Table six wants one orange and pineapple juice,
one low-fat mango smoothie, and a soy banana shake with a bendy straw.
Emma, I'm really glad I took you on for this job.
I wasn't sure about some of your ideas.
Like alphabetizing the fruit?
And color-coding the juice bottles. But it all works.
Organization's my thing.
Look, I have to go away for the weekend
to a food and beverage conference in the Snowfields,
and I'll need someone to look after the cafe.
Is that too much responsibility for you?
No, no. I love responsibility.
Good. OK. And if you need to hire someone in to give you a hand—
No, thanks, Wilfred, I'll be fine.
I won't let you down, I promise.
I'm so over being broke.
The worst part is I can't even afford these tickets to the Feral Robots concert.
Why don't you get a part-time job like Emma?
Eh. Jobs have this hidden downside.
They involve work.
Hey, guys! You are looking at the brand-new manager of the JuiceNet Cafe
for the whole weekend.
Perfect timing. Rikki was just saying
she needed money to go to the Feral Robots concert.
Ew, you actually like that band?
So, anyway, I was thinking, now you're the manager,
you could give Rikki a job at the JuiceNet Cafe.
Um…
I don't…
really think Wilfred would want me to. No offence, Rikki.
No, that's fine. I'm not much of a smoothie person anyway.
I cannot believe you just did that.
Rikki is our friend. Why wouldn't you hire her?
This job is a big step up for me.
I can't just hire someone like Rikki. You know what she's like.
She really needs this.
Why don't you just give her a chance?
Guess what?
Emma just hired you.
She did?
Er… Yeah.
- Welcome aboard. Thanks.
I think.
I might as well give you the schedule now. You better write this down.
We start work at precisely 7:25 a.m.,
and take deliveries until we open at exactly 8.
- OK, I'll be there at 7:30. - 7:25.
That's what I said.
Hey, boss.
You're six minutes and ten seconds late.
Should I go stand in the naughty corner now or…
Let's get to work.
There you go. Enjoy.
So what would you recommend?
Don't ask me. It's…
pretty much all just juice. I'm more of a coffee person.
Can I chat to you for a sec?
- You can't talk to customers like that. - I was being honest.
You're not paid to be honest, you're paid to be nice.
How's life in juice world?
There's only so much control freak-iness I can take.
Think of the concert tickets. And besides, it's only one weekend.
Go and serve them. And be nice.
Nice? Zane's a psycho and Miriam hates us. Why should I be nice?
They're still two customers. Go.
Why isn't Emma serving us?
Emma's the boss, so I get the dirty work. What do you want?
Er… I'll have…
A mango smoothie with a dash of mint.
And I'll have a banana shake.
- Is that it? Yeah.
Don't mess it up.
I'll try my very, very hardest.
One strawberry smoothie, one banana shake.
Hey! Hey. Um, I ordered a mango smoothie.
You said strawberry.
No, I'm allergic to strawberries.
So why would I order a strawberry smoothie?
- Temporary amnesia?
That isn't funny. If I drank this thing, I'd swell up like a balloon and explode.
I'll get you a straw.
What did you say?
I'll go get you what you ordered.
How rude.
And why don't you do something to get those losers sacked?
'Cause I don't care, Miriam.
Hey? What's that funny little room over there?
- The cool room. - Hmm.
I'm just gonna go to the bathroom, OK?
Dad.
Sorry?
No, I haven't even used your laptop so how could I break it?
Now? But…
Was Miriam happy with her drink?
Is Miriam ever happy? Doesn't matter anyway, they've left.
But they've left the money, which is all that matters.
Rikki, we need to have a discussion about your attitude.
Why do I feel like I'm in school? Or is it preschool?
There are two rules to customer service.
Rule number one,
the customer is always right. Rule number two, the customer is always right!
Even if the customer is a lying, gossiping, air-head like Miriam?
Even then! Oh, and another thing—
Save it! Nothing is worth this. I quit.
You can't quit.
Watch and learn. This is me quitting.
But you need to fill out a resignation form.
Why is the temperature rising?
Oh, no.
Problem solved.
Why should I take her back?
She's rude, she gets orders wrong, and she can't follow simple instructions.
She was trying, Emma.
Well, she wasn't trying hard enough. And anyway, she quit. I didn't fire her.
Well, you two are friends. Can't you just work things out?
I was willing. I gave her every opportunity.
What's done is done.
I just kind of accidently snap-froze her. It could happen to anyone.
Anyone with mermaid powers.
She must have been hiding in here, and then turned the power off.
That is so mean.
OK, we can fix this.
All we need is a simple solution to a simple problem.
Emma, she's frozen solid.
This isn't a simple problem, it's a simple disaster.
Hello? Anybody home?
- In here, Lewis. - What's he doing here?
I called him.
Oh, there you are.
Now, ladies, what seems to be the, er, the big crisis?
Whoa!
You did this with your powers?
Accidentally.
This is a catastrophe, right?
Well, in the normal world, definitely.
But Emma's power is paranormal, and can freeze things in milliseconds.
Miriam's vital functions might not necessarily be compromised.
So you mean we could revive her?
I'm not sure. Maybe.
How?
We need help and it won't be easy.
- We need… We need Rikki's help. - Rikki? No. Not her. No.
I tried calling her and she's not answering her phone.
You called her already?
I bet I know where she is.
Don't bring her back here, Cleo. We can do this on our own.
I knew you'd be here. You always come here when you wanna be alone.
Right. So that would be why you're ruining the moment?
- Rikki, we really need your help. - For what?
Emma's in trouble.
Emma's a big girl. She can get herself out of trouble.
Rikki, this is serious. Come on.
What kind of trouble could "Miss Organized" Emma
possibly have gotten herself into?
Rikki's ability to heat water is essential.
But you all have amazing powers,
and we need all three of you working together to save Miriam.
Couldn't we just… leave her in the sun?
For everyone to see? Forget it.
This is not going to work. I'm going to call an ambulance.
Emma, do you really think that's a good idea… under the circumstances.
Right. Right.
She'll be all right, won't she?
Guys, are we gonna do this or not?
Yes.
But we can't do it in here.
Can we cover her up? I can't bear to see her like this.
Go and get Emma something. Try ginger, celery and carrot.
All right.
Now Rikki's going to use her power to gently warm the body.
- Don't call her that! - Sorry.
Um, once she's defrosted, Cleo, you're gonna use your power
and you're gonna get the bodily fluids circulating again.
If we find a problem, Emma, you're here to cool things down.
All right, let's get this party started.
We're tampering with nature here.
Emma, we have no choice.
We have to do this.
Maybe we should try an experiment, to make sure it's gonna work.
We need something frozen, and something a bit like, um, like human flesh.
Like, um… Like, um…
Tofu?
Yeah. Close enough.
Look, another five seconds.
- This is hopeless. We're wasting time.
- It heated too fast. - That could've been Miriam.
It was working until you distracted me.
Oh, it's my fault? Everything in the whole world's my fault!
Emma? Why don't I get you another juice?
All right, here's a timeline to prevent the "tofu effect," say.
Now, we're gonna heat the body one degree every three minutes,
until she wakes up.
Or doesn't.
Rikki, once you start, you cannot stop.
You can't break concentration, or…
OK. I'm ready.
Slowly, slowly.
- That's good, that's good. - Wait a minute!
What about the temperature? How do we track it?
- There must be a thermometer somewhere. - There isn't.
- Have you checked in— - There isn't!
OK, OK, Mom's got one at home. I'll run, I'll grab it and I'll be back.
Lewis!
Don't stop. I'll be back.
You're doing really well.
How long did Lewis say?
It's the police!
Emma, go and answer the door like nothing is wrong.
- But… - Go!
Cleo, cover Miriam.
Hi, guys.
Uh, sorry, we're not open.
Hang on. I'm looking for Miriam.
Apparently she didn't come home last night. Her parents are blaming me.
- Sorry, she's not here. Bye! Hang on.
Maybe somebody else saw her?
- What's going on? - We're just hanging out.
In a closed cafe, before seven a.m.?
What's so weird about that? - Ask him for help. He won't like that.
What? Oh.
Zane, we're just helping Emma get the shop open on time.
You're welcome to stay as long as you pitch in.
I've got better things to do. Later.
Yes, just listen. Yes, I know you're concerned, Mrs. Kent,
but listen I… Hang on.
Lewis, I've got Miriam's mother on the phone here.
Tell her I wasn't with her last night.
Hello?
Lewis!
- Morning. Fruit delivery. - Outside! Now!
See you tomorrow!
Bread delivery. Should I take it inside?
No. Absolutely not. Outside.
Outside? Is that a good idea?
- Can't anyone follow simple instructions? Yes.
Lewis. L-E… WIS. Lewis!
Make something up.
No, no, I can guarantee that Zane wasn't with Miriam last night. Categorically.
How do I know?
Because he was… with me.
It's after eight o'clock and she still isn't moving.
We must be nearly there.
Cleo? Can you start getting her… bodily fluids moving, please?
OK. I'll try.
Ew. It feels a bit weird.
Concentrate, Cleo. Stay focused.
The JuiceNet Cafe's meant to be open by now.
There'll be customers waiting outside.
- What do I tell them? - Tell them you'll be opening late.
Emma? What's going on? Why aren't you open?
Wilfred.
So anyway, the door got stuck. No idea how. That took time.
I'm kind of running a bit behind schedule.
Why is all this food sitting outside?
Um…
Fruit fly.
It's contaminated with fruit fly.
It's very dangerous. You should check that out.
About time. Check her temperature.
It's normal. Why isn't she waking up?
This fruit looks fine to me.
So, Wilfred,
um, how was your conference?
Cancelled. The worst blizzard in living memory.
Emma, what is happening here?
Nothing.
It wasn't my fault.
I'm… I'm sorry. I can't take this anymore.
What's going on? Tell me the truth.
All right.
It all started in the cool room and things were thawing out and I just stupidly…
Is this some kind of weird party?
Oh, Miriam. It is so good to see you.
Since when? Emma, get off!
Will someone tell me what is going on?
Well, I…
Emma found Miriam unconscious in the cool room.
She must've slipped on some ice and hit her head.
We were just helping her.
In fact we should take her to the hospital.
Wait. No. But wait, you…
Miriam, you're busted. We know what you were up to.
So if I were you, I would just leave quietly.
No…
Look, someone left me a tip. I must've forgotten to be rude.
Emma?
After today, I'm really disappointed in you.
In fact, I'm far more impressed by Rikki.
I'm seriously thinking of offering her your job.
You're kidding!
Hey! Are you gonna hurry up and drink that or what?
We haven't got all day, you know, there are other customers.
Go on, drink it. Drink up!
You shouldn't have done that, Rikki.
I was the one who should've been fired, not you.
Forget about it.
That's what friends are for. You deserve that job, not me.
Oh, I sound like Cleo. If I do that again, slap me.
I promise never to be a perfectionist, control-freak, megalomaniac ever again.
Yes, you will.
But the thing is I still can't afford those concert tickets.
You mean… these?
I had to do something with my manager's pay.
But you got three. I thought you hated the Feral Robots?
I do, but friends should stick together. Plus I've got some high quality earplugs.