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Previously on Greek:

My life has been planned
out for me since before I was
born.

You were the first person

who's ever made me think
I would take a detour.

I would go all the way
off the map for you.

- What the hell are you going?
- I'm getting rowdy.

- This is really beneath you.
- You know what's beneath me?
You're beneath me.

- My parents just called.
They're getting divorced.
- Going inside'll cheer you up.

Give me a straw and I'll drink
apple juice through my nose.

I don't think lemon drops
can fix this, Cap.

OK, I'm Max,
your new Resident Advisor.

You worked for NASA?
You must be a genius.

Yeah.

You're done processing?

It's been processed,
packaged and put on a shelf.

So, what happens to
Big Sis, Little Sis?

We're sisters forever, Frannie.
We're just no longer friends.

Move out of the way!

Speed kills!

Hey, she's getting away.
Put your backs into it.

What's a hernia feel like?

When's Cappy gonna realize
that the Broncosaurus isn't
gonna start again... ever?

- I heard that.
- I know you love her, Cap.

But maybe it's time
extinction ran its course?

I didn't give up on her
when the engine blew,
the backseat caught on fire

or when I crashed her
into a bog.

- There's bogs in Ohio?
- I'm not giving up on her now.

Besides, I'm assuming you
pledges will be needing her

for your monthly supply run
to Cost Club,

- since none of you have
cars of your own.
- But it's 15 miles.

The house is woefully low
on essentials like moisturizer
and butt paper,

and I'm sick of stealing it
from the sororities.

Powder fresh scent
makes me chafe.

Dude, borrow your sister's car.

- She'll never go for it.
- Why not?

When I was 16 I borrowed her car
for my DMV test,

and I ended up in
a grocery store parking lot

and I ran over one of
the coin-operated horse rides.

- Was there a kid on it?
- No.

- Then who cares?
- Casey cared.

She doesn't trust me.
She never will.

I'm also not allowed to install
her software or touch her dolls.

- It's a long story.
- But you're her brother.

Yeah, her little brother and
she's likely to never see me
as anything but that.

Less chat, more push.
We need more momentum
for the hill.

OK, I'll ask to borrow her car.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

- Mail call.
- Thanks, Pledge Logan.

Ooh, I hope it's something good.

She's really starting to embrace
her pledge duties and it only
took her seven months.

No. Not good.

It's my credit card bill!

- We knew this day was coming.
- Be gentle, Credit Plus.

This is my first...

- Thirteen hundred?
- Dollars?

And 27 cents.

- I'm gonna be sick.
- OK, don't panic.

Just pay the minimum
and live to fight another month.

It doesn't say anything
about a minimum.

Ash, this is a charge card,
not a credit card.

You have to pay off
the entire balance each month.

But it's called Credit Plus,
not Charge Plus!

They lied.
My parents are gonna kill me.

- They're gonna take away
my allowance.
- We can deal with that.

They're gonna make me get a job,
which means I won't have as much
time to devote to the house.

- We can deal with that too.
- Which means no more
social chair.

That we cannot deal with. The
office of social chair is more
important than vice-president!

Yeah. Of America!

Afternoon, ladies.
As president of Omega Chi,

I have an announcement.

I thought Evan was the president
of Omega Chi.

No, no, Dino's always
been president.
Evan's the pledge educator.

You need to pay more attention.

This Saturday evening
is our Casino Night.

The 20 dollar cover goes to
charity and gets you 2,000
dollars of fake gambling money.

However, there is a real 2,000
dollar pot for whichever player
wins the most chips by midnight.

All right, gentlemen,
whip out your decks.

- Oh, yeah.
- Bring your A-game, ladies,

because the best card sharks in
the Greek system will be there.

You are the luckiest girl
in the world.

So, today's the day.

Yeah, I think today's the day.
I'm meeting my mom
in a few minutes.

I guess the car my dad gave me
after graduation

was the closest thing
to a trust fund I'll ever see.

So, is it a lot?
No, don't answer that.

Just give me a hint.
No, don't do that, either.

I have been waiting
for this day, well...
since forever.

I mean, haven't you been rich
since... well, forever?

My parents have, yeah, but this
is my money, my freedom.

I'll be able to do anything.
I can go off the map.

I can do whatever I want.
Escape the Chambers prison.

Ah. Sounds like
a rich kid thing.

"The Chambers prison."
What does that look like?

Diamond latrines
and bars made from gold?

Nope, but with my trust fund
I can probably build you
one of those.

Hey, Case.
That's a cool shirt.

- Where did you get it?
- Why? You going shopping?

No, no, I was just
paying a compliment
to my super-awesome sister.

What do you want?

- Your car.
- No.

- Come on.
- Rus, we have a good thing
going here.

A year ago if someone asked
me what your favorite color is

I would have assumed
you were color blind,
given the way you dress.

- Now I know it's brown.
- Actually, it's green.

OK, but my point is,
let's cherish and protect
our new relationship,

- not muck it up with something
like sharing things.
- Two hours.

- That's all I need.
- Rusty.

Two hours was all you needed for
your driver's test, remember?

- I knew you'd bring that up.
- It took four produce men
and five quarters

to get my car off that horse.
I had to take the school bus
for a week.

- It was one honest mistake.
- Rusty, your sketchy history
spans decades.

What about my Cabbage Patch
Drink 'N' Wet Newborn?

Your stupid doll that could pee?

Yeah, you filled her
with cranberry juice.

- That doesn't look like pee.
- I was six years old, Casey.
I was six!

Or the time that you erased
my online 'N Sync diary.

I was 12. I'm 18 now.

Oh, my god.
Six, 12, 18.

Six, six, six.

- This explains everything.
- Stop treating me
like a kid, OK?

Or Damien. I'm a grown up.

When are you gonna see that?

Rusty, I see you
just as you are.

As my little brother
who's not borrowing my car.

Wade? Are you waxing again?

I'd be offended if Wade didn't
have such great legs.

Hey. I haven't talked to you
in a few days.

Sorry. I've been busy.

House stuff.

You know, you should really
put this poor truck out of
its misery. It's a total POS.

And by that I can only assume
you mean "total piece
of super-badass".

It's not looking
too badass right now.

There's been a lot of stuff
going on lately with my family
and Spring Break.

- Just a lot of drama.
- I love drama.

Remember when Locke blew open
the hatch? Finally?

And I don't want my family stuff
to weigh us down.

So I've decided to keep that
part of my life over there

and this part of my life
over here.

Focus only on fun
when I'm with Cappy.

I love fun, too.

Whatever you want.

So, Casino Night at Omega Chi
tomorrow night. Wanna go?

With Evan and the Chipmunks?
Is that a pitch
for fun or drama?

Good point.

- Uh... Cap?
- Yeah?

- You know what you're doing?
- Does this look like
a transmission to you?

OK. Let's go. Fun awaits.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Let's go with The Zen of 21.

You know,
we only needed one book, right?

How did you afford
all these?

- You put them
on your credit card?
- Charge card!

Who cares? We're gonna win.

Maybe we should learn
how to play 21 first,
then get cocky.

We each get two cards
and the one closest to 21 wins.

- OK. Do you have a queen?
- This isn't Go Fish.
You hit if you want more.

OK. Hit me.

Hit me again.

Again. Come on.

Forty-two!
I got double blackjack.

- No. You busted.
- What?

Oh, they make it look so easy
in that movie, 21.

Yeah, but they weren't
just adding cards.
They were counting them.

Too bad we can't fly in a geek
from MIT to teach us how.

No, but maybe we could find
a geek a little closer to home.

Your father and I are so excited
about your plans for the future.

- Yeah.
- Harvard. The Senate.

We just want to make sure
you remain on that path.

It's an incentive trust.

But Mom, can't you just trust
that I'm gonna stay
on that path?

I mean, those things,
I've wanted those
my entire life.

- Isn't that enough?
- Of course it is, but Evan,
this is a lot of money.

And you didn't expect us
to just hand it over after
your brother's debacle?

But I'm not Patrick.
I'm focused.

So was Patrick.

It seems when kids your age
receive this much money

it can provoke some fairly
ridiculous responses,

and we just want
some peace of mind.

As a future lawyer, I'm sure
you can understand that.

Which is why we've included
certain lifestyle provisions.

And what are those?

How old I have to be before
I'm allowed to get married?

Well, actually, yes.

Not before you're 25,
which I can't imagine
you were planning on, anyway.

You aren't hoping to rush
to the alter with
that blonde Casey, are you?

She and I are done.

Oh. Sorry to hear that.

And what if I do choose
to pull a Patrick

and do something
different with my life?
Would you sue me?

Don't be petulant, Evan.

If you chose to do something
else you'd be wasting
a tremendous amount of potential

and you would lose
your trust fund.

If you're not prepared to invest
in us, then how can you expect
us to invest in you?

I need to think about this.

All right.

Look it over
and let us know.

I'll have to call you back.

Hey, there's my little...
big... brother!

- You busy?
- Yeah, I'm kinda
in the middle of something.

Well, 'cause we need to learn
how to count cards.

There are 52 in a deck.

We were thinking
more like in that movie.

Like "counting" counting?

- The MIT guys?
- Yes. Do you know how?

It can't be that hard.
I turned down MIT.

Why do you need to learn
to count cards?

It's not for me, it's for Ash.

And the folks at Credit Plus.

I don't know.

You know, with my sketchy
history with peeing dolls
and horses...

I won't ask.

OK, assuming you're
every bit the math geek we need,

- you can borrow my car
for one hour.
- Two hours.

Fine, fine. But only
if Ash wins Casino Night.

- You got a deal.
- Yeah.

- Cartwright powers, activate.
- Whoo.

Ow! You always
squeeze so hard!

- No, I don't.
- Yeah, you do.

I think you're distracting my
floormates from their studies.

It's like I'm their queen.

I'm gonna come here
every time I feel down.

Can we get back to this?
I haven't learned a thing.

Maybe if you applied yourself
a little more,

like you didn't do in algebra.

Or you in your driver's test,
Damien.

- I hate that you keep
bringing that up.
- I hate being talked down to.

- Children!
- It's simple math.

"Simple math" is an oxymoron,
whereas you're just a...

OK, ten minute break.
Everybody out of the pool.

You know what? Forget it.
We're out of here.

- What about the car?
- What about my debt?

I'm sorry that you think your
brother is the demon seed, Case,

but I need 13 hundred dollars
and 27 cents.

The deal is off.
We'll formulate a Plan B, Ash.

- No more deals
with the devil boy.
- Hey, I got your note. Sorry.

I'm car-less.
Also, I'm sorry about your
sister. She sounds terrible.

Uh, Max, this is
my sister, Casey,

and her friend, Ashleigh.

Hi.

Um, do you know anything
about counting cards?

Counting cards?
Uh, yeah. Why?

'Cause there's
this big fraternity
Casino Night tomorrow.

I'm trying to win two grand.

It's just keeping track
of the ratio
of high cards to low cards.

A fraternity wouldn't
use six decks like a real casino

so there's even less
to keep track of.
I'd say two decks, tops.

Anyone can count that. Bye.

Almost anyone.

Wait. Casey, wait.
I need a car. Don't go anywhere.

Max? Max, hold up.

If I help them win the money
Casey's gonna loan me her car.

But in order to help them win
the money I need to teach
these two how to count cards.

- Can you help me?
- I don't think so.

Casey, what if it's me and Max.
He gets... What do you want?

Five percent?

- Ten percent?
- Ten percent.

And we get his knowledge.

Fine. Welcome aboard, Max.

Evan, these deal points
aren't that bad.

I can't even get married
till I'm 25.

Should I be flattered?

Ah.

You know, it's not the rules.
It's the finality.

I'm 21,

and the idea of legally
committing the rest of my life
to the order of a document...

- ...it's a little daunting.
- Well.

Why did you want to go to
law school in the first place?

It's all I've ever wanted.
My grandfather attended
Harvard Law.

My father attended Harvard Law.

- So your family influenced
this path?
- It's not the same thing.

What's so different?
Either way you're set for life.

- Why get cold feet now?
- I don't know.

What if I want
to go off the map
and be someone else?

Like who?
You're Evan Chambers.

You're going to be on the map
no matter where you are.

Might as well
make it a treasure map.

Feel like I'm cheating
on Broncosaurus.

A guy can still look, right?

What's that, KITT?
You say you want me to buy you?

You say together we can fight
the forces of evil?

Affirmative, Cappy.

We can use my grappling hook
to steal the Omega Chi wet bar.

Becks, did you hear that?
He likes wet bars too.

Then let's get it.
Or him.

- Too bad I can't afford him.
- I can buy it for you.

- It's a car.
- According to you he's your
crime fighting partner to be.

Come on, let's have fun.

- There's this whole thing
called the male ego.
- Calm down, caveman.

My father's been trying to buy
my love lately and this seems
a good place for him to start.

It's a gift.

But if it makes
your ego feel better

you can always
pay me back in trade.

Trade?

That's gonna be
a lot of sex.

I know.

Think I can make
an advance deposit?

OK. Tens through kings,
minus one.

Aces are minus two.
The more of these left
in the deck, the better.

Cards two through six
are plus one.

A lot of these left, not good.
Bet small amounts.

I knew it wouldn't be
that complicated.

- You're a good teacher.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, it's easy
when you pay attention.
- Did you say something, Damien?

Car. Car. Car.

So let's try one. Um...

Start with dollar bets. They're
the Flintstones Chewables.

Don't bet the horse pills till
the count gets to plus seven.

Um, can I split these?

Yes. But not
if I'm showing a ten.

Unless you're a complete dweeb.

Like Rusty.
Minus three?

- Minus two?
- Plus three.

Minus three?
With all the low cards showing?

- Who's the dweeb now?
- Shut up, Little Man Tate.

Are we gonna have to have
another time out?

- OK. Round two. Ready?
- Yeah.

- Begin.
- OK, OK, OK.

Whoa. You're going too fast.
I'm getting card sick.

Who's got it?
Rusty, put your hand down.

Plus seven?
So now we bet big.

No. We bet huge.

- Yes.
- Whoo. We're so gonna win.

Hey, if all we're doing
is increasing our odds,

won't adding more players
better our percentage?

What? I totally get percentages.

- Why don't you guys
come with us?
- Ooh.

- To a fraternity party?
- An Omega Chi fraternity party?

Another half hour in the car and
we'll add another five percent.

We'll consider it an advance
against your expenses.

Expenses?

Do you own anything
that doesn't look like
you want to climb a mountain?

Uh...

Thanks for
including me on the deal.

I love my sister but when I try
to explain anything to her,

it's like we're polystyrene
and polybutadiene.

More like polyvinylchloride
and polyurethane.

No wonder you worked for NASA.

OK. The gray or black?

Black, but with a red tie.

- No, wait, green.
- Why green?

- The color of money.
- You're a genius. More.

Oh.

I'm so sorry for Casey.
She's so annoying.

- Just roll with it.
- No, it's fine.

OK. Oh, uh...

Try these on.

- Uh, right here?
- Yeah, just put them on
over your cargo shorts.

- Really?
- Yeah, trust me, Max.
Resistance is futile.

Oh, yeah.

- Yeah!
- Let's just see
if that jacket matches.

There you are. Snazzy.

Me?

- Does this make you a kept man?
- She's just buying me a car,
that's it.

Be careful, Cap.
Reese and Ryan. Madonna and Guy.

All wealthy women in history who
could afford to buy their men.

OK, would you simmer down,
Us Weekly, she's not
trying to buy me.

This one girl
I used to pretend to date,

she got to choose all the movies
because she paid.

I lost years of my life watching
nothing but chick flicks.

Euro Trip? Never seen it.

Ella Enchanted? Sixteen times.

I think I read somewhere
that Julia Roberts literally
owns Danny Moder.

Smart investment. He's hot.

I wonder how he doesn't feel
beneath her, you know?

OK, guys, Rebecca's not trying
to control me or buy me.

She's been through
a lot lately.

We're trying to get back
to some reality-free fun.

I thought you kids were
way too different to make it
for the long haul,

but I guess I was wrong.
You really got to like the girl
a lot to take a car.

There's no breaking up
after that.

Nope.

No breaking up.

So, the Bentley GTC is amazing,

but the Iron Man Audi
is just plain disgusting.

I hear they literally
raise the cows in the shape
of the leather seats.

All you have to do is drive only
to the places
you're allowed to go.

I'm sure it's worth it
for a few dollars.

- Try a few million.
- I told you not to tell me.

Oh, Cal, why did you rush
Omega Chi? That's right,
your dad told you to.

My dad didn't make me
sign a contract.

- I still maintain some
semblance of freedom.
- Freedom's an illusion.

Did Frannie say that,
'cause I just got goosebumps.

- Hey, come on.
- I know. You like her.

I'm sorry. It's just that
this is a huge decision.

I'd hate to see you at 40
regretting a choice
you made at 21.

- Calvin, get down here.
- That's my cue.

- I got a pit to boss.
- All right, let's go.

Hey, Evan.

Ash, you and Rusty take that
table. We'll go over there.

Happy counting.

Follow me.

Hi. I'm Betsy.

Hi, Betsy.

I've been playing at this table
for two hours and loving it.

That's because I don't need
alcohol to have a good time.

I'm high on life.

Cherish every moment.

Oh, that's very sweet.

- Twenty-two. You bust.
- Son of a bitch!

I gotta win that back.
Deal me again. Let's go.

- What are you doing here?
- I heard this was for the
Omega Chi's official charity.

Erectile dysfunction. A terrible
affliction. I know how much
you guys want to beat it.

Well, the cover
just went up to one-twenty.

Come on. He's got the cover.
Let him play.

- Thank you.
- Here you go.

Cap, don't steal our booze.

You're here!
Why'd you change your mind?

And miss all the fun?

Place your bets.

Hello? I can't.

That's between you two.

I'm at a party.
I'll call you tomorrow.

- Everything all right?
- Of course.

It has nothing to do with us.

Here you are.

Blackjack!

Yes!

Right on.

You're tipping me
with fake money?

Yes, but the feelings are real.

You keep this up you'll be able
to get satellite radio
for your new car.

Assuming you didn't want
the super retro tape deck
you already have.

Ooh! Double down.

Yeah. Looks like someone's gonna
win their 15 percent.

I'll probably just take
five percent.
Your friend needs it more.

- Excuse me.
- We have a problem.

Calm down, Chicken Little.
The sky's not falling.

Yes, it is. It's Jason. He's
beating all of us put together.

Oh, my god.
The dork in the Travis suit?

Yes!

- Is Travis a designer?
- No, he's Ashleigh's evil ex.

Jason is his clone from the
shallow end of the gene pool.

- Oh.
- That's kind of harsh.

He said polymers are as
interesting as a dirt sandwich.

A dirt sandwich that's found
in almost every adhesive.

And lubricant on the planet.

Stupid knuckle-dragging
astrophysics.

Is he counting cards too?

His winning percentage
is higher than ours.

His bets are
mathematically insane.

He's got to be cheating.

How?

Sunglasses?

- It's got to be.
- X-ray vision? No way.

He's marking cards.

It's probably a substance
on his fingers

that he can see
with his glasses.

I read about that
in one of my 21 books,

so if we don't stop Jason
there's no way
we can win for sure.

Then Caseys and gentlemen,
I think it's time
for a little sting.

Oh. Allow me.

Ashleigh!

- What do you want?
- I wanted to apologize.

Why? 'Cause you realize
the last time I saw you,
you were a total loon?

I'm trying to be nice now.

I should pay attention here.

But I want to apologize,
maybe rekindle our friendship.

Seriously?

Only if we can be friends...
with benefits.

- I warned her
about that credit card.
- It's actually a charge card.

- New deck.
- Yeah. Just like you asked.

So which ones do we mark?

Uh... the twos,
threes and fours.

So when he thinks
he's getting a high card
he's getting a low one, baby.

- Don't call me baby.
- Right.

- You're a winner.
- Chicken dinner.

- What the hell does that mean?
- I don't know.

- I want to play.
- Oh, let's not jinx my system.

- What gives?
- What do you mean?

Well, this is just for fun,
right?

If you don't win I can just
get you a satellite radio.

I don't want the radio.

I would. Terrestrial bites.

Or the car.
I just want to get some money
and fix the Broncosaurus.

OK. I can pay
to have that fixed, too.

- I just thought...
- I got it.

And that's blackjack. Whoo!

Hey.

Why aren't you playing?

I'm down
to my last 45 dollars.

Oh.

Sister.

Casey.

Casey has a warped sense
of sibling relationships.

I'm starting to understand
her brother better.

Ever since I came back
to the house I've done nothing
but support her,

advise her constantly,
and this is the thanks I get.

Maybe you should stop
being so nice.
Just get back in the game.

Well, maybe you're right.

Blackjack!

Whoo!

What's going on?

You still thinking
about the trust fund?

Yeah.

You know, growing up,

I was always referred to as the
youngest of the Chambers sons.

When I came to Cyprus-Rhodes,
I thought I could be my own man

and not just an extension
of my family.

You sound like
you're about to break into song.

I mean, everyone comes
to college wanting to exert
their independence, Evan.

- To have fun...
- Right now college
doesn't seem like much fun.

Don't confuse a fake casino in a
fraternity house with real life.

Stop gambling with fake chips.
What reason do you seriously
have to go off the map?

You have a trust fund
and a birthright.

Embrace it.

- Come on.
- Where are we going?

To be the center of attention.
That will make you feel better.

All right, everybody.
Listen up.

It's almost midnight and we are
down to the final high rollers.

High rollers,
you ready to gamble?

Yeah, whoo hoo.
It's time to get paid, y'all.

Big money, big money.
No whammies.

Jason, if you're so confident,
why not just bet it all?

Are you crazy?

- I'll bet half, Carrie.
- It's Casey.

So, uh, I heard you compared
polymer science
to dirt sandwiches.

Well, it's just that
we astrophysicists,
we discuss big things.

Like the string theory
of matter.

We work with real world stuff,
like self-healing rubbers.

Get out. Seriously?

Any chance that'd hit stores
before Christmas?

Not those kinds
of rubbers, Cap.

Tease.

Hey, uh, polymer boy. How much
you want to bet I get a 21?

I'll double down.

Hey, uh, Jason?

- Wait. I thought you had a ten.
- Why would you think that?

Oh. And ten makes 18.

Max and Casey push. Rusty wins.

Better luck next time to our
friend, Jason, who's out.

- Yes.
- Come on, Ashleigh.

Don't ever let me
catch you in here again.

That's pretty awesome, Cal.
By the way, I won.

It's too close to call.

We'll play one more hand.

One minute to midnight.
It all comes down to this hand.

OK, the deck's minus two, which
means crazy low card time. Let's
play it safe and keep our lead.

- Let's split these aces.
- Splitting aces?

Not safe. Calvin has a ten.
He probably has a 20.

This will work.
High risk, high reward.

Remember splitting aces? Ten?
Complete dweebs? Rusty?

Hit this one.

And this one.

Split them again.

Max!

Ouch. Sorry, guys.

Nineteen, 17, 18. That's...

Bad if Calvin has a ten.

I gotta go.

What just happened?

Sorry.

Cappy, it's your move.

Hey, how's it go...?

- Oh, wow.
- Hit or stay?

Beat the house, win two grand.

Cap?

Cappy?

- I'll stay.
- Oh!

Dealer gets 20.
Cappy wins.

I just saved the Broncosaurus.
200,000 miles and counting.

Congratulations.

Ready for an indecent proposal,
Miss Logan?

I think we've probably had
enough of those
for one night, huh?

Come on, let's just have
sex and money.

Why couldn't you just tell me
you didn't want me
to buy that car?

'Cause I didn't want
to make an issue out of it.

Instead it looks like
I made an entire newsstand.

Let's be serious. For once.

I'm the one who's been a downer
lately so I was just trying
to keep things fun.

I'm really sorry if your male
ego can't handle a girl buying
you something expensive.

It's not my ego,
it's my pride.

Your pride?

It's just another reminder

of how I'm beneath you.

Beneath me?

Are you talking about
Spring Break?

I apologized for that.
I was drunk.

As someone who's drunk a lot,

I know when someone says
stuff like that,

you might not mean to say it,
but there's usually a part of
you that does mean it.

And it wasn't the first time.
Remember Parents' Weekend?

Whenever your family comes into
your life, I instantly become
the poster boy

for the Rebecca Logan
Make a Wish Foundation.

And I just...
I don't want to deal with it.

That the reason I can't
even talk to you about my family

without you consoling me
by offering to drink apple juice
through your nose?

You didn't want the car because
then we'd have to get more
serious and that freaks you out.

And with everything happening
right now...

My parents' divorce,
my father's trial, Zeta Beta...

...I need something more
than just fun.

Well...

Then I'll be serious.

I can step up
and be that guy.

I know you can, Cap.

But just not for me.

Deep down I think you know that.

You're just too Cappy
to say so.

So, are we...?

Broken up?

Yeah.

I guess so.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

I have to get a job, Case.

A job!

What did I do to deserve this?

I think the answer is,
taking up both of our closets.

I don't even know
how to look for a job.

Where do you start?

OK, job or no job,
you can't drop your office.

I need you.

Laura wants to pass a bylaw

instituting
an annual hayride mixer.

I will fight her
every step of the way.

- You will?
- Yes, I will.

If I can find a job
working 25 hours a week

at 20 dollars an hour,
that's $500.

Or I could find a job
working two hours a week
at 250 dollars an hour.

- Either way you're still
my social chair?
- Till death do us part.

Yeah!

So...

What do you think happened
with Max?

That whole Runaway Bride
thing was so weird.

I know, right.

Cal!

What do you think?

- I see you made a choice.
- We all make choices.

And we're choosing
to go to Martha's Vineyard
for a very long weekend.

- Careful, Ev.
- See you next week.

Here we go.

You are here to chew me out
for losing Casino Night.

I'm here to say
that I was wrong.

I've always seen you
as my nerdy little brother.

You're not little anymore.
I see you as an adult now.

Why now?

Because we wouldn't have had
a chance to win Casino Night
without you.

- But we didn't win.
- True.

But the way
you carried yourself,

catching Jason cheating,
that thing with your arm,
that was pretty cool.

Wow.
My big sis thinks I'm cool.

I said
you did something cool.

Two hours. No, really,
I'm timing you, so...

Oh!

OK, I'll gas it up for you.

Just avoid mechanical horses.

Oh.

Hey.

"Oh, hey?"

You bailed
with barely a word last night.

Yeah.

Uh... You know,
I thought I'd, uh...

That's not entirely true.

Uh, I just... had to go.

No worries. Just wanted
to make sure you're OK.

Thank you.

I, uh...

Yeah. You, uh...?

What?

Uh...
you started to say "I."

- Did I?
- Yeah.

Um, what were you
going to say?

I forget.

Did you have fun last night?

Yes.

- My first fraternity party.
- Oooh.

Very exciting.

Um, what do you normally
do for fun?

Uh...

- Seriously?
- Oh, uh, Dr. Who?

The British guy
with the hat?

That's neat.

Um... we should
get you out more.

Have you ever been
to Doblers?

Or maybe we could just
fly to Vegas

and practice our card counting
superpowers in the big time.

Sure.

Maybe. I don't know.

I gotta go, though.

Goodbye, Casey.