(Armand is doing some cleaning up in the front desk by make the place look nice, with sorting pencils, watering plants, sparkling his the bell. Jerry jumps over his head over as Tom follows and destroys things awhile the way.)
Armand: Tom! Stop right there. Today, the hotel is going to be visited by a very important person, so be on your best behavior. Or else... Do I make myself clear?
News Anchor Lady: We are live at New York's Royal Gate Hotel. Visiting today are the leading ambassador, from Rosejamnesia and her husband. With them, of course, is their charismatic cat, Monty. Perhaps the most photographed feline in the world.
(people speak indistinctly.)
Camera Man #1: Monty, look here! That's it!
Camera Man #2: Right here! [man chuckles] Yeah, that's it.
Armand: All right, all right. That's enough photos for now. Lord Monty is late for his banquet.
(During the banquet with his owners Monty is given his meal by Armand, unamused he says)
Monty: Hurray... Another banquet. I'm so over these.
(Armand takes the plate in the kitchen, Tom attempted to get the left over fish bone until interupted)
Armand: Tom, that's for VIPs! Get it together, cat.
Jerry: [chews]
(Jerry chews a crumb of food in a plate of left over, this aggravates Tom that gets him chasing Jerry, breaking plates and objects awhile there way, they run out the kitchen. Jerry then runs on the table that Mrs and Mr. Ambassador were Monty sitting with them seeing the scene)
Monty: Excuse me, old sport. The name is Montague, Monty for short. I've a bit of a proposition for you. You see, I've grown rather wary of my opulent existence... being followed by cameras, attending lavish parties, eating huge banquets of endless food. So I thought since you and I look so similar, perhaps we could try a little switch. I pretend to be you and you can pose as me. How's that for a deal, hm?
Tom: *accepts the deal*
Monty: Wonderful! Here, put on my collar. Perfect. Looking good, Monty. Good luck and don't do anything I wouldn't do.
Mr. Ambassador: Ah, there you are, Monty! Come! You have duties to attend.
Man #1: Over here, Monty!
Man 2: Over here, Monty!
Man #3: Right... Right here!
Man #4: Pose for us, Monty!
[people speaking indistinctly]
Man #1: Hey, Monty,what's your favorite...
Man #2: One more, please. One more!
Monty: Oh... No more cameras, no press, no politics. I feel as light as a feather.
Armand: Tom, get off the furniture. You're getting cat hair everywhere. Do it again and you'll be out on the street.
Monty: That didn't go well. Maybe there's more to this "lobby-cat" thing than I knew. If I'm to blend in, I better get some tips from the locals. (Monty grabs Jerry from his mouse hole to tell him) I say, you're that mouse, aren't you? Can you teach me how to slum it like one of these lobby cats?
Jerry: (He decides, and makes Monty give him a bunch of cheese)
Monty: Is this how much cheese Tom really brings you?
Jerry: *shakes his head vertically for "yes"*
(Awhile Tom enjoys being photographed by the paparazzi. Awhile Jerry teaches Monty to be a lobby cat, with drinking the milk bowl, scratching the coach and catch the light. Tom is at banquet with the Ambassadors)
Mrs. Ambassador: To world peace.
(They all sip from their white cups. Tom picks the wrong cup being the purple cup)
Tom: *spits*
Mr. Ambassador: Monty, that was hand soap!
Mrs. Ambassador: Never before have we enjoyed such a beneficial relationship between both nations. We thank this city for welcoming us and look forward to your ambassador visiting our home.
(During the speech, Tom started missing his old life. As for Monty)
Monty: Ugh. This lobby-cat life is exhausting. I think I need to squeeze in a quick nap in this sandbox over here.
Jerry: *whispers to what it is used for and what he was laying on*
Monty: He does what in this? (This disgusts Monty)
(As Mrs and Mr. Ambassadors are about to cut the ribbon in town hall with scissors.)
Tom: (Tom is feeling miserable, the paparazzi continue to take pictures, he then becomes dizzy by flashes.)
Man: Look here! Look here!
Man #1: Right here!
Man #2: Come on, give us a smile.
[people speaking indistinctly]
Man: Monty!
Tom: YEOW!
Madam Ambassador: Oh, dear.
(Tom tries to run away from the paparazzi, but he couldn't escape as he was surrounded. He is flashed with photographer.)
Armand: It has been truly an honor to host you, Madam Ambassador. I'm sorry Monty didn't seem to enjoy the visit.
(Monty pops from the pot of kelp, and tells Tom.)
Monty: You look as miserable as I do. How about we switcheroo our little switcherooand get back to our regular lives, hm?
Tom: *agrees*
Monty: Ooh.
(Monty hides back in the pot.)
Mr. Ambassador: Monty, there you are. It's time to go home.
(He puts Tom in the cage instead of Monty. Monty goes to tell Jerry.)
Monty: They're taking Tom instead of me! Please, you have to help me get home.
Madam Ambassador: Poor Monty. I've never seen him like this before. Must be the jetlag.
(Jerry approaches them and get there attention.)
Jerry: *hisses*
Madam Ambassador: [shouts] Mouse!
(Awhile Monty's owners are distracted, Monty opens the cage for Tom.)
Monty: Well, Tom, I guess we learned the grass isn't always greener on the other side.
(Tom and Monty then trade places before the Ambassadors returns, they then return and put Monty's cage in the car.)
Monty: (exclaims) Monty's back, baby!
Tom and Jerry together: *wave goodbye to Monty*
(The episode ends.)