Eighth grade loner Rosie Spell is about to enter high school and moves from LA to Wizard City, OH, only to realize that maybe there are some interesting people in the world after all.
(Scene opens with Rosie in the SEMS cafeteria, having lunch by herself at an empty table as Matt and Doug approach her table.)
Matt: (sitting down at Rosie's table) Afternoon, beautiful. (rests chin in his hands)
Rosie: (sarcastically) Really?
Matt: (chuckles) Yeah, really. You lonely?
Rosie: Since I hate people...no. No, I'm not.
Matt: Don't be like that. You know you can always sit with Doug and me if you wanted to right?
Doug: (sitting down) Yeah dude, mi table es tu table.
Rosie: Thanks for the offer but I'm happy right where I am. (stretches)
Doug: Well...if you change your mind...(raises his eyebrow)...uh...whachu eating dude?
Rosie: Oh this? Just some leftover meatloaf from last night. It's like the only thing my dad can make.
Matt: Um...why's it red?
Rosie: I covered it in hot sauce. (points at bottle of hot sauce next to her) I'm a fan of the spicy stuff.
Matt: (smiles) That's pretty...hot.
Rosie: I'm about to shove this down your throat. (lifts up bottle)
Doug: Uh...Matt?
Matt: Right right. Sorry, got distracted. Listen...we got a job.
Rosie: A job? Like for the club?
Matt: Yeah.
Rosie: Okay, just file it away with the rest. Who's the kid?
Doug: Me.
Rosie: You?
Doug: Yeah...me.
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Rosie: Oh...well, okay Doug. Sorry but we got another case we have to get to today, so you'll have to wait a while.
Matt: No we don't. I found that kid's phone and gave it to him this morning. We're all free today.
Rosie: Hmm...I mean...alright. What's up?
Doug: (pauses to think for a moment)
Rosie: Doug?
Doug: I know. I know. I'm just trying to think of how to put this.
Rosie: Just spit it out.
Doug: (sighs) Look, this is really important to me and I wouldn't be asking for help if it weren't. I need to ask though...are you comfortable doing something kinda...dangerous?
Rosie: (laughs) Dangerous? Doug, I've fought sea monsters, survived a death tournament and made some loser with a chess obsession cry, I think I can handle whatever you got coming.
