02x11 - Leave It to Diva

[bunniefuu]

Oh, hey, Rae, how's
that cold coming?

Yeah, I'm feeling much better.

Oh, good. Thanks.

Ew.

Well, uh, at least
you look good.

Man that hair is tore up.

What'd you just
say about my hair?

Uh, nothing.

Did I say that out loud?

No... But I... I
think I heard it,

like, inside my
head or something.

What? Wha...?

Rae, did you just read his mind?

I-I-I don't know.

Something weird's going on.

Oh, Rae, Rae, do me, do me.

Read my mind. Okay.

Yeah, yeah, I'm not really
getting anything, really.

Sorry.

Wow. You are
amazing. Just amazing.

You know what, I don't
know what's going on.

I just got to go
home and get to bed.

You know what?

I heard that, ya nasty.

Come here.

♪ Let's go ♪

♪ if you could gaze
into the future ♪

♪ future, future ♪

♪ you might think life
would be a breeze ♪

♪ life is a breeze ♪

♪ seeing trouble
from a distance ♪

♪ yeah ♪ go, Rae.

♪ But it's not that easy ♪

♪ oh, no ♪
take it to the bridge now.

♪ I try to save the situation,
then I end up misbehaving ♪

♪ hey, now, say, now,
'bout to break down ♪

♪ yeah, come on and
ride with the Rae, hey ♪

♪ and if the future
looks gray now ♪

♪ then everything's
gonna change now ♪

♪ all right, keep it going ♪

♪ that's so Raven ♪

♪ it's the future I can see ♪

♪ that's so Raven ♪

♪ it's so mysterious to me... ♪

♪ That's so Raven ♪

♪ it's so mysterious
to me, yeah. ♪

Yep, that's me.

Denzel is

looking fine. Mm!

Mom, please stop
what you're thinking.

Honey, I'm just
reading my horoscope.

And Denzel is
not in your future.

Huh?

Okay, you're scaring
me. What's going on?

Uh, nothing, it's this
cold... I think there are

some weird side
effects or something.

Hey, guess what?

My mother's coming to
stay with us this weekend.

Nana's coming? Mm-hmm.

Oh, honey, that's wonderful.

Just what I need...
An unexpected visit

from that stuffy old busybody.

Hey, Rae, is that cold

still bothering you?

Not as much as some other stuff.

So, Tonya, you okay with
my mother staying with us?

She always says fine,
but she never means it.

Fine.

I always say that,
but I never mean it.

Oh, and, Rae,

remember, when Nana gets here,

no talk about being psychic.

Honey, you know, maybe it's time

that we told your mom
that Raven is psychic.

No way. You remember
how she reacted

when we told her your
mother was psychic.

It's true, she did
have some issues.

She thought my mom was
some kind of freaky... whoo!

Look, look, I hardly
ever see Nana,

and I love her so much.

I wouldn't want to do
anything to hurt her.

At least somebody
cares about my mother.

At least somebody
cares about his mother.

I can't let them know
I'm reading their minds.

They'll think I'm
spying on them.

Oh, snap! I just
read my own mind.

Oh. Wait.

Everybody can do that.

You okay, baby?

Mom... dad... I-I
don't know how, but...

I can read your minds.

Oh, honey...

Watery eyes, runny
nose, reading minds...

You have a psychic cold.

My mother used to
get them all the time.

It only lasts a few days.

You're going to be fine.

Yeah, yeah, fine.

So, what'd you hear us thinking?

I heard enough.

Okay, mother's here.

Just be yourselves.

Dad, if I was
going to be myself,

I'd be upstairs playing video
games in my underwear.

Just behave.

Mother.

My baby!

And my grandbabies.

Nana! Nana!

And Tonya.

Raven!

How are you feeling, sweetheart?

I hear you have a cold.

No wonder...

Tonya does keep a drafty house.

Actually, Nana, I'm
feeling much better.

My mom just keeps it so warm

and toasty in the house.

Oh... Well, Cory,

this is for you, sweetheart.

It's a fishing rod.

Your grandfather loved to fish.

Man, this thing
is off the heezie!

Cory.

I mean, thank you ever so much.

And I have a very special
surprise for you, Raven.

Oh, Nana, you didn't
have to get me anything.

I didn't.

♪ Raven got nothing,
Nana likes me better. ♪

I'm saving your
surprise for later.

Ha!

Nana, I've got a
surprise for you. Oh.

I'd like you to meet Lionel.

Oh, Cory, I really don't
think that's a good idea.

Get it away!

Get it away!

M-mother Baxter... Oh...!

It's okay.

Lionel is Cory's pet rat.

Uh-huh.

A rat that will be going
on a little vacation

for the next few days.

Cory, let's go, now.

I don't know if
Lionel's ready for this.

He's never been away from home.

He's staying at my crib
for a couple of days, okay?

Man up, Cory.

You're right.

I have to be
strong... For Lionel.

You know, I can't believe
our little Lionel's going

on his first sleep-over.

I remember Lionel when
he was, like, this big,

and, aw, his little
fingers were, like, this big,

and those itty-bitty
little, teensy-weensy...

Okay, Chelsea, he
was small, we get it.

Here you go, Lionel.

Hope I didn't overpack.

I'm going to miss you, buddy!

There is no stronger
love than a boy and his rat.

Yeah, there's also
no stranger love.

Raven... I need to talk to you.

I know, I read your mind. Right.

So, um, you probably heard me
thinking some things about your Nana.

You know, I just
want you to know

that your Nana is a wonderful
person who loves you a lot.

Just sometimes

she can be a real...
Mother Baxter!

Tonya.

May I borrow my darling
granddaughter for a moment,

s'il vous plaît?

Just say "please"
like everybody else.

Raven, did you hear that?

Uh-huh.

It's time for your surprise!

Oh, a tea party!

Just like we used to
do when I was little! Aah!

Well, now you're a young lady,

and we're not playing.

I nominated you for
membership in my social club...

The white glove society.

Oh, yeah, that is a surprise.

Man, I wasn't expecting
to get signed up for that

for about 50 or 60 years.

Well, this is for
the junior chapter.

The admissions committee
is coming for tea tomorrow,

and we need to
practice our etiquette.

Right. Nana, do you really think

that I'm really, uh,
white glove material?

Of course you are.

You're a Baxter.

And don't worry,
tomorrow is just a formality.

You're as good as in.

Raven,

it's very poor etiquette
to stare blankly

into space with your mouth full.

I'm-I'm sorry, Nana,
it must be the cold.

Um... maybe tomorrow's not

such a good time for the
committee to come over.

Oh, nonsense.

I've gone to a lot of
trouble to arrange this tea.

It's going to be a
lovely afternoon.

Oh, yeah.

It's gonna be a scream.

Why aren't you getting
ready for the tea party?

Mom, just because
I read your mind

doesn't mean you
should stop talking.

I know, but it's kind of fun.

Rae, what are you doing in bed?

Dad, can you
please just tell Nana

that my cold came back

'cause I don't want
to go to this tea party?

What? Why not?

Because, dad, I had a vision
that it's going to get ugly.

People were screaming
and running around

and it's not because
they didn't like their tea.

Okay, Victor, maybe
now is the time

for us to just tell your
mom that Raven is psychic.

Yeah, dad. If we tell her now,

we can avoid this
whole disaster.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

So, what are we
all talking about?

Um, mom, the truth is...

Your guests are
coming any minute

and I need to put some
sugar on those lemon bars.

Sorry, Rae, it's
not the right time.

Raven, a lady

never stays in bed past 10:00.

Sorry, Nana, but I think
my cold came back.

Well, if you're really that ill,

maybe you should
skip the tea party.

I'll never let her know
how she broke my heart.

Nana...

I-I think I'm feeling better.

That's wonderful.

It was probably just a case

of the nerves.

Yeah. Oh, Raven,

you don't know how
much this means to me.

I think I do.

Nana, do you actually think
this is a good ensemble?

I mean, I don't feel
comfortable in this.

It's just not right.

Nonsense. You look divine!

Oh, the committee
is going to love you.

Okay.

All right.

Welcome, ladies.

I'd like you to meet

my darling granddaughter Raven.

Hey, what's up? How y'all...?

Um, I-I mean, charmed.

Why don't we take our
seats and have some tea?

Oh, the table is lovely...

Loretta? Yes?

Please lead us

in the white glove society oath.

Certainly.

I promise to always
practice good manners,

good grooming,

and to uphold the standards
of the white glove society.

Yeah!

You know, Raven,

every time your
grandmother comes to town,

she never fails to tell us

all about your wonderful
accomplishments.

The old windbag.

My grandson's a brain surgeon.

You don't hear me bragging.

Okay, let's get this
party started then.

Cory?

Cory, Cory this isn't
really working out.

Really.

Lionel, you're back!

Hey, man, we had
to bring him on home.

There was too
much crying going on.

Lionel was crying?

No, brother, I was.

The little rascal
kept me up all night...

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.

Change the tune or something.

Yeah, it's weird.

I went over this morning,

you know, to kind
of cheer him up?

I put on his little sweater
and his little leash

to take him for a walk,

but I don't know.

He was so depressed. It
was kind of more like a drag.

Man, I knew he was too
young to be away from home.

Lionel!

So, hasn't Raven
set a lovely table?

Divine.

Raven this, Raven that.

Why doesn't she
stuff a sock in it?

So, Raven,

what are your future
goals and ambitions?

Well, um,

you know, I really, really
love to study fashion design.

Lionel!

Did she say vinyl?

I hope that's not coming back.

Um, yes, ladies, so do I.

So I hope it doesn't
come back either,

because that was just
ridiculous, didn't you think?

But, like I was saying,

I would definitely love to
study fashion design and...

Music.

Music!

Music!

Actually, ladies, I
wrote something

for tonight's festivities.

Something for the white
glove society, I like to call...

Oh, you know what?

Forget about it 'cause
it's not exactly finished yet.

Why don't you guys
enjoy the lemon bars

that my father made for tonight.

Oh, I am sure you
guys would love them.

One calorie, fabulous.

Um, yeah, enjoy those
lemon bars, ladies,

because it's so soft and lemony.

Got ya!

Uh...

I'm just checking out the floor,

making sure it's sturdy
for the little hat dance.

That was the
entertainment for tonight.

I'm just going to
retire to the Kitchen

to check on the fudge.

Raven, darling,

we didn't make any fudge.

Then I better get started.

Are you sure we didn't make any?

Okay, then I'm going
to make some. Thanks.

Lionel, come out, boy.

Hey, I think I have
what you're looking for.

Get it. Here we go.
Here we go. Ready?

Oh, man!

He's not there!

He must still be in
there with the ladies.

If they see him, they're
going to run and scream

just like in my vision!

I'll be back in a moment.

Just carry on, ladies.

Raven, why are
you acting like this?

Nana, you have to
believe me, okay?

I am trying to make
a good impression.

It's just that, uh,
these people right here,

my friends and Cory,
they're having a crisis.

Are you telling me the truth?

Because I smell a rat.

Really? Which way did he go?

Nana, everything is
under control, okay?

Just go in there,

sit down, tell the
ladies to flutter.

Tell 'em to flutter.

Yes, flutter. Bye-bye.

I've got to get in there

and get back to the tea party,

and you guys got to get
Lionel out of the living room!

But you can't go in there.

What? Good luck.

What? What?

Well, what are we going to do?

Okay, this vent goes
down to the living room.

I drop the cheese,
Lionel finds it...

He loves his cheese...

We catch on to his harness,
reel him up, problem solved.

That's the dumbest plan ever.

It just might work.

Raven, the ladies and I
have an announcement.

Okay.

We are very pleased

to admit you as a junior member

into the white glove society.

Oh, yay.

I just hope she's not a blowhard

like her grandmother.

Hey!

Raven!

I mean, hoo-ray!

Hooray, everybody.
Thank you so much.

Oh, and I accept.

Wonderful tea party, drive safe,

buh-bye.

Oh, not so fast, Raven.

I still have the honor
of presenting you

with your first pair
of white gloves.

Oh, wow!

I specifically
packed two gloves.

You know what?

They don't always
travel in pairs.

Cheese?

Cheese?

Um...

Say cheese for the
camera. Everybody come on.

I just want to take a picture

to remember this lovely moment.

Please, everybody over here.

Stay over here. Let's go.

New member of the society.

Oh, fabulous.

Flutter, flutter, flutter.

Ladies, stay right there.

Don't move. Let
me get the camera.

Any luck?

They're just not biting today.

Yeah, but you know,

sometimes it's just nice
to get away from it all.

Ladies, don't move, okay?

Everybody, just stay
where you are, seriously.

Don't move.

I got something!

Reel it in!

Uh-oh, the reel got jammed.

What are you doing?

A flying rat!

Flee, ladies, flee!

Dang, some of them
ladies can move.

Hey, it's loose.

Come to papa.

Ladies, no, no, wait!

He's not really flying.

Oh, go ahead and flee!

Yeah, Tonya, you're right.

I need to stand up to my
mother once and for all.

Thank you.

Okay, that hurt.

Welcome home, buddy.

Oh, Lionel.

This is a disaster!

Raven, why did
you behave like this?

Nana, there's something
I wish I could tell you.

Nana...

I'm psychic.

Oh, that's preposterous.

No, it's posterous.

I mean, I had a vision
that this tea party

was going to be a disaster.

Oh, no, another
woo-oo in the family.

Nana, I'm not a woo-oo.

I'm your granddaughter.

How did you know that...?

Oh, yeah, I also
have this psychic cold,

so I can temporarily read minds.

And you kept this from me

all these years?

Mother, it's my fault.

Raven and Tonya
wanted to tell you,

but I didn't think
you'd accept it.

Well, why would you think that?

Because Tonya's
mother is psychic

and you didn't accept her.

That's not true.

Mother.

Well, maybe it's a little true.

Mother.

Don't push it, Victor.

Tonya, I'm sorry.

I really did judge your
mother without knowing her.

And if she's
anything like Raven,

I've made a terrible mistake.

You must think I'm awful.

Never, Nana, okay?

We love you. Nana!

Oh!

We're family.

Oh, Nana.

Yeah, you need
to watch your back

with that Ms. Penelope,

because she ain't
playing with you.

I always suspected that.

Well, I think I'm
through with her

and the white glove society.

Although, this last
meeting was off the heezy!

Oh, snap! Break it down, Nana!

Cory, I told you it's
dangerous to pull Lionel

through that vent.

I know.

But, you didn't say
anything about lemon bars.

Baby, baby.

Want a bite?