Gabby Gomez: But Mami, I'm going to be late. And you know how Ms. Smoot hates tardiness. Maybe this can wait… — Rhode Montijo

The Purse Thief: [Gum Girl grabs a purse from a thief.] EWWWWW!

Gabby Gomez should have seen it coming. She had been blowing on that bubble for as long as anyone could remember, and it was bound to pop sooner or later. But how could Gabby have imagined that something as sweet and as simple as one teeny, tiny little piece of bubblegum could lead to such a terribly sticky situation? Even with her parents and teachers always warning that no good would come from so much gum chewing and bubble blowing. It would be hard to believe. But then again, Gabby was far from your normal, average, everyday gum chewer. She chewed bubble gum everywhere. She chewed it here. She chewed it there. She chewed it here. She chewed gum all day. Everyday. And all night. Every night.

Mrs. Gomez: Not so fast, young lady.