The guys just stepped out of the hotel looking well rested -- can they please, please bottle and sell some of that Jonas magic? They stopped to take a few pix with their die-hard early-riser fans (it's barely 9 a.m.!) and hopped into their escalade (I snapped a shot of the cool VIP red light it's got inside). And now we're in midtown Manhattan traffic again in the JB's police motorcade headed toward the helicopters that'll take us to the Hamptons for a private concert. (Get to the chopper!) Because that's how we roll. (P.S.: Please wish me luck when it comes to not barfing on their shoes! The Jonases are used to helicopters, but I'm no rock star. OMG. Eek. Seriously ... deep breaths ... maybe Kevin will hold my hand? Think I should ask?!)

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While we were waking up the JBs in their hotel rooms, some seriously stealth fans figured out where they're staying -- how do you guys do that? -- and started lining up outside to try for their own chance to say good morning. Among the fans waiting is Maria, whose family flew her all the way from Spain to New York City to see the Jonas Brothers at MSG tonight for her 16th birthday. She flew nine hours, and it's her first trip to America. Best. Sweet 16. Ever.

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