Everyone’s awake in the debonaire’s dormitory.
─Wow, you all look so pretty this morning!
─No humiliation here, none at all.
Amidst the reactions from the studio panels.
[Na-eun: Hey guys, drink this. It’s healthy and tasty~]
The members each held a glass of kiwi (with lots of kale) juice, stretched their legs out, and sat on the living room sofa.
[Do-hee: Ah, why are you leaning on me so heavily? Do you like me that much?]
[Chiyo: Hmm… It’s okay? So-so? Not bad?]
[Do-hee: Why do I feel offended?]
[Chiyo: Our youngest likes Chiyo more, that’s why, hehehe.]
In the meantime, Seo-yoon clapped twice to grab the members’ attention.
[Seo-yoon: Everyone, if we’ve woken up in the morning, what should we do?]
─We should have breakfast!
─Yeah, we need to eat to live!
─I wonder what debonaire will eat for breakfast!
Reacting quickly to Seo-yoon’s question, Do-hee snapped her fingers with a snap!
[Do-hee: Correct! As usual, we turn on the TV and watch the news!]
[Seo-yoon: …Yes, that’s right! (fingers pointing like a bang) As expected from these little intellectuals, ha ha ha! Miss Woo-ah, could you turn on the TV with the remote?~]
This brought another uproar of reactions in the studio.
─Seo-yoon’s answer was a bit late, wasn’t it?
─Oh, these kids are too aware of the camera!
Of course, this led to the excuses from Do-hee and Seo-yoon.
─No, we really do this kind of role-play often! Right, Do-hee?
─I don’t, but the older sisters do a bit?
─Hey, you started it!
Regardless, the members in the onscreen dormitory continued the situation.
[Woo-ah: See. Which channel? 6? 7?]
[Seo-yoon: (nodding with her index finger) NO? At this time, there’s only ONE news channel we always watch!]
[Woo-ah: Ah! Eleven~]
─Look, look, it’s channel 11! MBS is clearly aiming for this!
─Coincidentally, this is really a coincidence, right, Do-hee?
─Wow, exactly. We genuinely didn’t think about it! Wow, jackpot.
─Look at how shameless they are!!
And finally, channel 11 MBS was on the screen.
[Chiyo: …What does ‘ex-wife’ mean?]
[Seo-yoon: (sensing)…]
[Do-hee: Shall we try channel 6…?]
[Woo-ah: (shaking head) Nope, it’s 11 for us.]
Meanwhile, leader Na-eun opened her mouth to cover for her clumsy younger siblings, exaggeratedly clapping as if to show her emotional loyalty.
[Na-eun: Ah, that’s right! We love this drama so much! Right? Right, guys? Guys…?]
“They’re having a passionate affair!”
*
Somehow, the members ended up binge-watching a morning drama.
[Seo-yoon: Why does the main wife have a lover…? Her husband is working so hard at the company…]
[Chiyo: What are we gonna do…? Poor husband…]
[Woo-ah: It’s just a drama.]
[Seo-yoon: Ugh, so annoying… I can’t stand it.]
[Do-hee: Let’s eat. Give me food.]
[Na-eun: What should we eat?]
─Looks like Seo-yoon is really into the drama~
“Exactly, exactly. I’m telling you.”
[Seo-yoon: What, what…? The husband’s brother is in an affair, and that brother turns out to be an adopted child, and it turns out the main wife is actually the sister she lost a long time ago?]
[Chiyo: Oh my goodness… seriously…]
─But Chiyo… did you say you’re Japanese?
─Yes, I’m Japanese.
─But strangely, you speak Korean better than a native?
─…I watch a lot of those dramas.
As expected of a trashy drama for housewives, the plotline is quite shocking.
[Do-hee: No, older sister, stop being annoying! Let’s eat already!]
[Seo-yoon: Wait, wait, this is important right now. The lines. I can’t hear the lines.]
[Chiyo: Shh…! The main wife is about to get caught by her husband…!]
Unable to interrupt the two who are immersed in the drama, the rest of the members ponder about breakfast.
[Do-hee: Let’s just order food.]
In the end, they opened a delivery app.
[Do-hee: What? Delivery fee 6000 won? Wow… I might as well eat a salad.]
And with Do-hee freaking out, breakfast came to an end.
[Na-eun: Really? Then let’s eat salmon salad together, older sister.]
[Do-hee: No, I just meant it like that-.]
*
Finally, the manager and members are seen on the same screen.
[Yu Young-ho: Ahem… Did everyone have breakfast?]
Inside the car while heading to their afternoon schedule.
[Seo-yoon: What’s up~ Manager, your tone is weird today!]
[Do-hee: What do you mean? As expected of the debonaire manager, he’s just being his usual gentlemanly self, right?]
[Chiyo: Ahem… Did you eat breakfast…? Hehe.]
[Na-eun: Guys, how can you tease the manager like that? He dressed so nicely today! Oh!]
[Woo-ah: Yes, I had salmon salad.]
All the playful spirit of the members was directed at the manager.
─Clearly, everyone is very close with the manager!
[Q: The members seem to be very playful.]
[Yu Young-ho: Ah, yes, but in reality, they are very well-behaved and listen well.]
The playful members
[Yu Young-ho: …Should we go quietly? Everyone must be tired, so we should sleep.]
[Do-hee: It’s a broadcast, how can we sleep~]
[Q: Is it true that they’re actually very well-behaved and listen well?]
[Yu Young-ho: Haha… It’s just a joke…?]
But contrary to the manager’s statement, the car grew even more noisy.
[Do-hee: So, today’s topic is milkshake.]
[Seo-yoon: Out of nowhere?]
[Yu Young-ho: I had salad this morning, right? Then a glass of milkshake would be just fine. Let’s drink it in a bit.]
[Do-hee: Oh, I suddenly got a craving, how did you know?]
[Q: Do you know all the members’ eating habits?]
[Yu Young-ho: I think I do. Do-hee really likes liquid fructose more than meals, so she often looks for sweet drinks… ]
The reason for the ruckus was simple.
It was because, to a sudden shift in a low RPM beat, the members were randomly spitting out lyrics about the topic ‘milkshake.’
[Do-hee: Milk shake. Meal swag. Rich shape. How was that? Not bad, right?]
[Chiyo: Oh… It has a bit of a story. I give it a score of 9.]
[Seo-yoon: Ah, I thought she was thinking of it from the start when she said milkshake.]
[Suddenly, an impromptu rap contest broke out in the car]
[Woo-ah: I’ll try! Unique mix tape in my ear, sweet milkshake on my lips. Heart shake, my heart that’s thumping now.]
[Na-eun: Wow~ Woo-ah is good at this too~]
[Chiyo: Hoo… As expected, I give it a 9. (Strictly)]
[Do-hee: Don’t just evaluate, unni, you should do it too.]
And as expected, the studio of the reacting panelists soon became bustling as well.
─Wow, this is amazing~ Do idols really play like this?
─Is this real? Or fake?
─Hey guys, can we believe this? They’ve been playing pranks since morning!
The atmosphere was half amazed, half suspicious.
This time, Do-hee nodded seriously and replied.
─But this truly contains a bit of seriousness beyond just a concept, we do this quite often among the members.
─Oh really? Why? Is there a reason?
─Ah, since I’m writing songs now, I thought it might be good for the members to write lyrics together, so when we receive a topic, we practice putting lyrics to it. If a good line comes up, I write it down in my lyrics notebook.
And perhaps it wasn’t a lie, as Do-hee was shown pulling out a notebook and writing in it.
─Oh, speaking of which, Do-hee writes songs, right?
─I heard that she wrote and even produced the title song this time.
And from that point, a bit of song promotion began.
─Yeah, it’s not everything, just one of the two double title tracks.
─Show us a bit of the point choreography!
The studio filled the screen, and Seo-yoon and Do-hee stepped forward.
The studio was buzzing, with Seo-yoon and Do-hee taking the spotlight.
They showcased the stage for the chorus.
─Wow, the song is really good! Did Do-hee write this?
─And the dance… Wow, it’s super cool.
[An addictive song!]
[A groovy dance!]
Naturally, the panelists attempted to mimic the dance while giving rave reviews.
Of course, that was part of the scripted show, but it was clear that both the song and dance genuinely impressed everyone.
─I’m feeling an absolute jackpot here!
─Wow, amazing!
They stepped out of the studio, now in the car on the screen.
[Yu Young-ho: Hey guys, we’re all here.]
Finally, having reached their destination, the members started unbuckling their belts one by one.
And at the same time, the car’s seatbelt warning alarm rang.
[Do-hee: …Huh?]
In that moment, Do-hee abruptly halted and stood frozen, blocking the door.
[Seo-yoon: What? Oh no, she’s messing around again…]
[Do-hee: Shhh…!]
She perked her ears up and started listening attentively to the alarm, as if inspiration had struck her.
[Seo-yoon: Did she really come up with something…?]
[Chiyo: Right? (whispers)]
Though they suspected it might just be a joke, the members and manager, who had been with Do-hee for a total of 35 years, couldn’t bring themselves to disturb her.
[Seo-yoon: Since she wrote the title this time too, it’s a little confusing… Oh, her expression is definitely just a joke though.]
[Woo-ah: I’m confused too…]
Especially since Do-hee had perfect pitch and often matched the tones of everyday sounds.
In fact, it wasn’t unlikely that simply hearing the car warning could trigger some musical inspiration for her.
[Do-hee: Ah!]
And just like that, looking inspired, Do-hee picked up her notebook and waved her hand as if playing some melody.
[The genius’s compositional method…!?]
Yes, this was exactly the behind-the-scenes of Do-hee’s composing that was teased in the trailer!
─Wow…
─What did she come up with from the car alarm…?
It was impossible not to be amazed by what they saw.
The studio panelists quickly began bombarding Do-hee with excited questions.
─What was it? What did you think of!?
─Is it real?
And even at that moment, Do-hee casually raised her hand, as if it was nothing.
But inexplicably, Seo-yoon beside her let out a sigh.
─Ha-ah…
As Do-hee got out of the car on screen, she put down her composing notebook and made a puzzled face at the members.
[Do-hee: …It was just a joke, why did everyone fall for it? We’ve heard car alarms more than a few times; how would I forget? And I’m not that much of a genius, come on, don’t put that pressure on me.]
