Mr. Feldgrabber is on the line with a business proposition, but Reed turns him down. Setting him up with Kiki was just a one-time deal. Would she be interested in handling more clients, like, say, the Midstate Software convention? Too much? Then how about just the Northern Illinois division? Sorry! A scam is one thing, but to actually go into a business like that is crossing the line. Though the money is tempting!
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Cat comes home exhausted, with a note from the landlord. Reed was supposed to deliver both of their rent checks after her payday. But the landlord never received them.
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Reed explains she's still waiting for enough money to pay her half. It seems that after federal tax, state tax, and "FICA, whatever that is!"--she doesn't have enough to cover it. Cat explains she'd better find a way to pay it, or this time, she really does have to move out.
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Looks like it's time to cross that line. She gives Mr. Feldgrabber a call.
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Reed and her friends drown their sorrows at the local malt shop, the "Sweet Sixteen". They're stuck in dead-end minimum wage jobs that don't begin to support their kind of lifestyle. "Whose fault is it, that we were raised to expect the finer things in life? Our parents!" Reed tells them.
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"We should earn our money the old-fashioned way," says Reed. You mean, earn it? they ask. No, have a party! Reed has an idea that will get them rich, but they have to realize certain narrow-minded people might not approve. "I hate narrow-minded people!" her friends say. What a coincidence! So does Reed!
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