Well, when we last left off things were pretty crazy. Shirley was close to makin out with Fonzie, and... well, it's just to complicated to repeat, but anyways, it's quite obvious that one case of amnesia and a crush can really turn a vacation upside down!

It is a Friday night and the whole gang is at a huge luau on a beautiful part of one of Hawaii's many beaches. Laverne is dressed in a pink flowered bikini under a grass skirt. Shirley's outfit is unusually skimpier than Laverne's. Fonzie is dressed as usual, but has a lei around his neck, because, after all, the Fonz is multicultural :-). They are all having a blast at the party and "Roxy" is the hit of it.

Laverne: Shirley, would ya cool it, heh? You'll never forgive me if I let ya be the life of the party anymore. But I would like a picture. (snaps camera)

Roxy: Would you stop calling me Shirley!!! I'm leaving if you're going to be like that! I'm going for a drive with Fonzie!

Laverne: No, don't do that! You'll hate me!

Roxy: Stop babbling! I'll take the blame if "Shirley" gets mad.

Laverne: Well, I don't think that's quite possible, because...

Roxy: No time, Fonzie rented a convertible for the occasion. (walks off)

Laverne: Oh, no, what am I gonna do??? (Lenny walks up)

Lenny: Hi Laverne.

Laverne: What? Oh, hi Len.

Lenny: You look upset, is this a bad time?

Laverne: Nah, I'm just worried about Shirl.

Lenny: She was acting funny.

Laverne: Yeah, well, what did you want?

Lenny: Um, I wanted to talk to you alone...

Laverne: Oh, OK.

Lenny: Will you take a walk on the beach with me?

Laverne: Well... OK, Len, but make it quick...

(They start off for a private part of the beach)

Lenny: Um, Laverne?

Laverne: Yeah?

Lenny: I have something important to tell you. (Hesitates) I likeyouLaverne, Ilikeyoualot, andifyouhatemethat'sOKbutwillyoupleasejusthearmeout?

Laverne: Gosh, talk about a fast talker! Did you say what I thought you said?

Lenny (unable to speak, nods)

Laverne: Wow, Len, I'm flattered, but, well, see I met this surfer named Chad...

(Lenny runs away before she can say anymore.)

Laverne: Oh, no. I hope I didn't hurt his feelings too bad. But I couldn't lead him on...

Meanwhile...

Roxy: Oh, Fonzie, this is so romantic...

They are sitting on a cliff overlooking the beach. They are surrounded by palm trees and tropical flowers. There is a warm breeze blowing and tons of stars.

Fonzie: Exactamundo (leans to kiss her, and they start making out)

Roxy: Oh, Fonzie... oh Fonzie...

They make out for quite a while and things start to get a tad smutty. Just then she sits up and says...

Roxy: I can't Fonz!

Fonzie: Can't what?

Roxy: Can't... do this! Oh I wish I had Boo Boo Kitty...

Fonzie: Boo Boo Kitty? (Studies her face) Shirl?

Shirley: Yes, Shirley.

Fonzie: How could you be Shirley? You didn't get hit in the head with anything.

Shirley: No, I've been Shirley all this time.

Fonzie: How could you be? We've been makin out for an hour, Shirley would never...

Shirley: Yes, I would. I did.

Fonzie: Are you nutso???

Shirley: Yes, I don't know what came over me, when I saw Carmine with Rosie, I decided to be Roxy for a while, just to try. See: "Hey Handsome, let's just forget about Carmine." I can imitate Roxy anytime I want, but I just never tried before.

Fonzie: Boy, you really went all out this time, didn't ya? I liked it, but I think Laverne was goin' crazy!

Shirley: I know, it was kinda funny to see the look on her face when we were on the beach yesterday, wasn't it? (They start laughing, and then Shirley starts crying. Fonzie puts his arm around her {no, not to make out. Your minds are in the gutter!} and she cries onto his shoulder. He starts stroking her hair and saying "Shhh, it's OK Shirl" etc.) Oh, Fonzie! It's horrible, how could he treat me like that? And for Rosie, too!

Fonzie: I don't know Shirley, but there's gotta be some logical explaination, I can't exactly think of one right now, but...

Shirley: Oh, I just had a horrible thought! This will get around Milwaukee when we get back, and I'll just die! I'll get those heavy breather phone calls again...

Fonzie: My lips are sealed. (wipes tears off her face and kisses her cheek)

Shirley: Oh, Fonzie... How could Carmine like that witch? Let alone... (starts sobbing again and gasps like people do when they try to talk and cry at the same time) and... h-he.... cccalled her.... he... an-g-gg-elface!

Fonzie: I don't know. Anyway, would you like me to take you back to the hotel now? (Shirley nods silently) Alright. (starts motor) And, Shirley, don't tell Carmine this, but, you've got great lips.

Shirley (smiles slightly): Thanks, so do you. (slaps her mouth) That wasn't supposed to be out loud.

Fonzie: Hey, that's OK. And between you, me, and the lampost (Shirley smiles) Rosie has the kinda lips that I wouldn't touch with a 10 foot pole, if you get my drift. (They start laughing as they drive back to the hotel)

They arrive at Laverne and Shirley's hotel room.

Shirley: Hey, Fonz, would you come in? I don't feel like being alone.

Fonzie: Sure. So are you going to tell Laverne that you've been Shirley all this time?

Shirley: I don't know, I feel safer pretending to be Roxy, I mean, look what happened when I told you, I started sobbing...

Fonzie: Good point, so how will you keep it from her?
(Just then they hear footsteps)

Shirley: I've got an idea (takes off her grass skirt, pulls off Fonzie's jacket, and pulls him onto the bed, then musses up the covers) Follow my lead.

Fonzie: Whatever you say. (the key turns into the lock and Shirley grabs Fonzie by the collar and starts kissing him)

Laverne walks in the door.

Laverne: Roxy? You here? (sees them on the bed) Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!