Zack and Cody: (Singing) We're Rich! We're Rich! We're Rich! We're R...
Chuck: Not Quite! Not Quite! No one is getting into that wedding without a printed invitation.
London: Except for me. Little me, back from, Paris.
Maddie: Hi, London.
London: And look, while I was in Europe, you got promoted to candy girl. Brava!
Zack: How are you gonna get in?
London: My daddy owns the hotel, duh!
(Zack and Cody get excited)
Zack: Can you get us in?
London: Of course...
(Zack and Cody get more excited)
London: But I'm not going to, DUH! I fly solo.
Maddie: Oh, like the time you let yourself in the rockstar's room with the master key.
London: Johnny Ripp thought that was endearing. He even wrote me.
Maddie: That was a restraining order.