Welcome to Miami The Next Step

-'Previously...'

-Internationals is in Miami!

CHEERING

'We started as this small studio that went to Regionals...

and now look at us.

So, did I miss anything?

James quit the band after he and Riley got in a fight about it.

The fight was also about Ella. You know Ella, right?

What are you guys talking about?

How you would never mess with me.

Of course I would.

I'm from a rival team.

Eldon and Thalia aren't talking. He's only at 24 pirouettes - or 25.

I made you a map of all the sweet spots in the studio,

in the music room and some outside, as well.

Thank you. That's so sweet.

-..and Michelle... Kate made her an alternate.

-Wait.

Michelle's an alternate?

Yeah. So I guess you really didn't miss much.

'I guess a lot HAS happened since I've been gone.'

LAUGHTER AND CHATTER

'It feels so amazing that we've finally arrived in Miami

'for Internationals.'

I can't believe this day has finally come.

'We're at the Internationals venue to register.

'And just seeing all the different flags and teams

'from around the world is just...'

making it all the more real.

Oh, my gosh, we're finally here!

'I'm so happy to be here.'

'This is going to be incredible.'

Oh, my goodness!

This is going to be

a life-changing experience.

-Bonjour.

-Bonjour.

Dzien dobry!

I've been so excited for Internationals that I taught myself

how to say hello in 55 languages.

Ciao, bella! Buongiorno!

SHE RESPONDS IN ITALIAN

'My girlfriend...

'Well, my almost-girlfriend'

is a genius.

SPEAKS ITALIAN

'This Italian dancer is being really friendly,

but I have no idea what she's saying

and it's starting to make me really nervous.

SPEAKS ITALIAN

-CONFUSEDLY:

-OK. Ciao.

Maybe I shouldn't have learned hello in so many languages.

-OK.

-OK.

-Thank you.

-Bye.

Hey, guys. Guess what?

Apparently, all the North American studios register tomorrow.

Which means we get an extra day off.

-CHEERING

-I'm just going to figure out

where our dressing rooms are. I'll be right back.

Guys, I really want to do a tour of Miami.

I found one that goes to Drake's house. I'm dying to go.

I think those are kind of expensive, no?

Well, lucky for you guys, it's free

because I'll take you on one myself.

Why do I want to give a tour of Miami?

Because Miami has everything.

It has oceans. It has nightlife.

Day life. Afternoon life.

It's beautiful.

It's a beautiful place.

-Hey!

-Hey. Oh, my gosh!

Seeing Ella is really awesome

just because I haven't seen her in, like, a week, but...

it seems like forever just because we spent every day together

when she was back at The Next Step.

My team just finished registering and I have the rest of the day off

so I was wondering if you wanted to come with me

to this authentic Cuban restaurant I found online. My treat.

Free food? I'm in.

Cool. Great.

Just give me a second.

Uh, James.

I'm going to go to lunch with Ella, so I will see you later?

-Right now?

-Yeah.

-All right.

-OK. Bye.

I was supposed to spend the day with James...

but there'll be plenty of time for that.

I never get to see Ella,

so it will be fun to spend time with her.

I didn't know I was going to have to schedule Riley-time.

You know I don't like to schedule.

Ella researched this Cuban restaurant

and she decided to take me there for lunch today.

I have never tasted Cuban food

that is this delicious.

It's really awesome.

OK. So far, I've had dim sum in Beijing,

and I've overdosed on croissants in Paris.

Wow. You've entered Internationals a lot!

It's been so much fun spending time with her,

and we still have the rest of the day to do stuff, so...

I'm excited.

I forgot my wallet.

-What?

-Can you spot me? Please.

Um, no, not really.

I didn't bring anything.

You said lunch was on you today.

That's fine. I'll just run back and get it.

Uh, no, no, no. I can run back...

-No, I run faster.

-No, you don't.

-I do. You run like a turtle.

-No. Maybe I should go.

-It's my treat. I'm paying.

-I'll run back and go and get it.

-It's cool, I...

Seriously, just stall and order another dessert. Be back soon.

Promise. See you in a bit.

Sorry!

'Great. Yeah. Just leave me here.

'All alone. With no wallet.

'No money.

'And, you know, no way to pay, at all.'

Thanks, Ella.

Yes. Whoo!

We're finally here.

We're at the Miami Beach.

I'm so excited to get a tour of Miami. I've never been here.

It's so hot outside, the sand is just seeping between my toes...

and the water is amazing.

OK. I'm finally free.

Wait! What is this for?

Well, if you must know,

this is Pacific Ocean water.

-My uncle North North gave it to me.

-Wait! Pause!

-Your last name's North?

-Yeah.

So that means your name is West North?

Well, if you include my middle name, it's West East North.

OK! So what happened to South?

-That's my mom.

-Yeah.

'I have this bottle of water'

that my uncle sent me from the Pacific Ocean.

And I'm going to dump it into the Atlantic Ocean and see what happens.

-I don't know if it'll cause a nuclear reaction, or...

-Probably.

-..something...

-Nothing'll happen.

-..but let's try it out. All right?

-This is bizarre.

-Are you ready for this?

-It's water.

This has never been done before in history,

-and I'm about to do it now. OK?

-Good.

-Ready?

-Yes.

-Do it, it's water(!)

Cool.

So I pour the Pacific Ocean water into the Atlantic...

and nothing happens.

Which is perfect because water is water

and...I think I just proved that.

Nothing happened. Cos it's water.

Next up on this tour is....

HE LAUGHS

-West!

-Wait!

-What?

# This is Miami! #

Muchas gracias.

Oh, actually, can I get another one of those tres leches?

Another tres leches? For sure.

-Another one for her, as well.

-Two tres leches.

-Mm-hm. Thank you.

-I'll be right back.

-OK. Thanks.

-They're really good.

-Mm.

'I've been waiting for Ella for, like, 20 minutes now.'

And I just... I really don't know where she is.

RINGTONE

Hello.

'Hi, Riley. I won't be able to make it. Sorry.'

-What?

-'My team booked space in the auditorium for my solo,

'so I have to take it.

'Sorry. Bye.'

Dos tres leches.

Yes. Thank you.

You are very welcome. Enjoy it.

Uh, yeah. Can I also actually get a menu?

I'm starting to get a little hungry again.

Sure. Like...after dessert?

Yes. Yeah.

Of course. I'll be back.

Thank you.

'Only way I can think of stalling is to order more food, so...'

hopefully, I'll figure out a way to get out of this.

Can you pick a restaurant? We've been out here way too long.

Naw, man. A mediocre restaurant

with a mediocre sweet spot's not good enough.

'Me and James are kind of'

scouting the area for possible

date options for me and Thalia.

James, you don't understand.

The sweet spot has to be

-the most important part.

-RINGTONE

Wait a sec... This is perfect.

If this was a restaurant right here,

-it would be perfect.

-HE SNIFFS

-Or a picnic.

-No. No. No. No. You cannot eat here. Definitely not.

Plus, Riley is in some sort of trouble.

-Stuck in a restaurant or something, I got to get going.

-W-Whoa!

What's more important here?

My future love life or some "problem" that Riley has?

'I don't respond to Riley's text right away...'

Sure, that's true.

-..because I got a lot on my hands right now with Eldon.

-Moving on.

'I've been here now for a very long time.

'I've eaten everything on the menu' and I can definitely tell

'the waiter is starting to get very suspicious.'

So, I'm trying to text James but he's not replying.

SPEAKS SPANISH

You seem to have quite the appetite.

Yeah. Really hungry today.

I've never seen someone eat so many dishes at the same time.

Yeah. I'm a dancer.

So it just goes right through me.

Not RIGHT through me. It's...

It's a metabolism thing.

My original plan to order more food to stall, um, is kind of backfiring

because it's just making the bill get bigger and bigger.

This lovely couple here

have been waiting for this table for over an hour.

So, um... What's going on?

'I have to come clean.'

The manager is getting really annoyed,

so I have to just spill the beans.

OK. My friend that was here earlier was supposed to pay for this.

She said it was her treat but then she forgot her wallet and I didn't

bring anything to pay for this, so she decided to go get her wallet...

I give you two options.

One, you can work off this... bill here,

by serving some tables...

What's my second option?

I can call the police, if you prefer.

Where's my apron?

-Good choice.

-OK.

I prefer not to be arrested in Miami,

so...looks like I'm going to be a waitress.

-Found a sweet spot yet?

-Nope.

'Right now I'm with Eldon trying to look for a place'

that he can take Thalia on a date

in anticipation of him to hit 30 pirouettes.

What? It's not sweet enough?

No, James. It's not.

That's why I'm still looking.

Eldon, anywhere on the grass will work. Thalia won't mind.

'This spot is great.'

For me.

Not Thalia. She would hate it.

I'm done.

Yes...! OK. All right.

You see why your dress is not wrinkled?

That's the humidity.

-You see how your hair is all pouffy?

-Yeah.

That's the humidity.

Right now we're just standing here, taking in the humidity.

West, it's Miami - we know it's humid.

Put them up. OK?

We're in Miami.

I learned all my stuff about Miami from....

everywhere. From the internet. From newspapers.

From back of a cereal box.

You can literally learn anything from anywhere at any time.

I want us to stand here and I want us to feel the hu...

Sorry.

I want you guys to stand here and feel the humidity.

That's Vitamin D. Humidi-D.

-It rhymes.

-I get it.

-Yeah.

Yeah, no, I feel it.

Now, let's go.

Uh, do we have to keep our arms up?

Er...

-yeah, why not? Let's go.

-(Giselle...?!)

Sorry.

# This is Miami! #

Hi!

'I have been forced to work as a waitress'

in order to pay off the bill that Ella left me with.

Specials!

You guys want to know the specials?

(Just a sec.) OK...

So, um, I wish I wrote that down.

'Being a waitress is a lot'

harder than I thought.

Just because a lot of the menu items are in Spanish.

And I don't speak Spanish.

There's this one dish and it's called...

can-el-lee..?

And it's, erm, rice

with...with octopus on it.

'Keeping track of more than one table is really hard.'

And it's a little bit hard to communicate that to the customers.

-SHARPLY:

-I'll get to you when I get to you!

But, you know, I think they're getting it. A little.

Eldon, we have been to 100 different restaurants.

Can you please just choose one already.

I'll know when it's right. As soon as I see it, I'll know.

You don't know Thalia like I do.

And Riley keeps texting me.

James isn't really being helpful at all.

All he really wants to do is go and save Riley, but...

What's important here, James?

Thalia!

-At one point I have to deal with that.

-At one point...

I need a love life.

And what happened to Ella? Ella was with Riley.

-Can't she deal with that?

-Yeah!

-Yo, I thought so, too! Naw! You know what? No.

-Yeah.

You know what, Riley?

This is what you get for bailing on me to hang out with Ella.

Put your leg down man. Can't both be sitting out here like this.

Put YOUR leg down.

I was like this from the top.

If those chips are still here, they're not on table 7.

-That's where they need to go!

-Manny?

-Yeah!

New waitress?

Probably not very good.

She's working off some of that appetite she had.

All right. Do you know what a baker's dozen is?

-13?

-That's...

Right! Why do they call it that?!

Erm, back in the olden days,

bakers used to give their customers an extra one to make 'em feel good.

LOUDLY: That is also correct! I like the new girl.

Not used to that!

The chef seems a little eccentric.

And it's just a lot of stress, right now.

-What do you need.

-Erm...

Two pen-ya-yas...

and another empeen-yal-la?

OK... ANTHONY!

We need two empanadas

and two carne asadas.

Your Spanish is the worst.

Gracias.

We have been walking down Ocean Drive

for the majority of the afternoon now,

and you have yet to pick a restaurant.

Any place would've worked -

first place would've worked, second place would've worked. Ninth place!

It doesn't matter where you go, man,

it's who you're with.

I have endured many very, VERY angry text messages from Riley.

So, you know what?

I'm actually done with this.

And I'm going to go deal with that because she is right in there.

But, hey, bud. We had a great day.

Well, we tried. You know what? We did have a great day.

-No, we didn't.

-It was awesome. So much fun, James.

All right, so this is called Windwood Walls,

in the graffiti district of Miami.

Miami is known for graffiti.

And since graffiti and tagging was considered a crime in other places,

here it's considered art.

Artists from all across the world are able to come here

and demonstrate their art.

So now West is taking us to a bunch of these graffiti walls and...

the art is just so beautiful.

The graffiti is amazing.

I mean, obviously these people are really talented and it looks cool.

As you can see here, there's a big S, a big K

which stands for South Side Kings.

He's an artist who does stuff all over the place. But... moving on.

Don't mind the bite marks.

OK.

Hi! There you go.

Oh, wait. These are switched.

James! Eldon!

Yo. What is with your apron?

'When I see Riley as a waitress'

I'm confused. I've no idea what she's doing as a waitress.

How did she just get the job all of a sudden?

Well, Ella and I ate 88 worth of food. Most of it was me.

As I didn't bring anything, I had to work it off in tips.

And I've gotten it down to 87.

OK! So you need 87 from me,

or else your life continues to be miserable as a waitress.

Yeah.

Table for two.

-Right there.

-Yeah.

-What?

-Miss, if we could start off with some waters.

-Yeah.

-And some menus.

-SHE SIGHS

-I'll get them back for this.

# This is Miami. #

Please... Please, tip me big.

OK.

Riley...they just sat down.

You cannot ask them to tip you.

'Riley is a terrible waitress.'

Very stressed out, um, all the time.

This is probably going to be one of the highlights of our trip to Miami.

I have done everything you asked me to do.

I've been the best server that I've ever been in my entire career.

Could you please just pay me my tip.

Mmmm... My chicken was quite dry.

To me personally, the chicken seemed like it wasn't made with love.

Jeez... OK, Riley.

No need to hit. We'll pay you.

I have had enough of this serving thing.

So I hit him.

-I'm going to keep hitting you...till you pay me my tip.

-OK. OK.

Whoa. Wow, Riley...!

Jeez...!

Take it. Take the money. I'll see you at the hotel.

You should learn how to relax.

-SHE SIGHS

-OK.

Can I take your order?

Thank you! Ha-ha!

I got the money to pay off my bill.

I got to hit James.

And Eldon decided it was where he wanted to take Thalia on their date,

so Internationals seems to be starting off pretty well.

This is so cool.

OK, I left the best for last.

This piece of artwork really inspired me first time I saw it.

It was done by an artist named Chor Boogie.

He got his first paintbrush in kindergarten

and from that day forward he knew he was going to be an artist.

-Yeah.

-I mean, I really love this piece of art

because it's all about love.

See the guy over there and the girl over there - they're all connected.

And they meet up in the middle with love.

The graffiti is amazing, and this one

is by far the most amazing one I've seen.

-I really like that - Chor Boogie.

-Hey, Boogie - yeah.

'I've taken everyone on this tour.'

We've had the greatest day

and I just feel like dancing.

You know what? Speaking of boogie...

-You know what that makes me want to do?

-Uh-oh.

Get down!

WHOOPS

The tour ended up not being bad, at all.

I'm in Miami with my best friends - yeah...

I'm ready for Internationals.

# This is Miami! #

This has been an incredible day.

How can we not join in?

It's been the most strange tour...

but really, really fun.

And this is a perfect way to end the day.

Why not join in?

We all love dance, and West did an amazing tour.

It's a good distraction before we have to compete at Internationals.

# This is Miami! #

# We...

# We're gonna show the world

# Everything we're made of

# We're gonna tear the roof off this place

# You can never fade us out... #