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Previously on Greek:

I'll always be here
to protect you.

Proud to be your
Zeta Beta Zeta big sis.

You know, it's been
four months since we broke up.

So, you can officially
categorize me as a friend.

- I met a girl. She's beautiful,
and smart, and funny.
- That's great, Russ.

Hey, did your girl ever show up?
I just met this awesome chick.

- You're dating Rusty's little brother.
- - Yeah.

Oh, my God, you totally
like him.

What happened, Evan?
Why'd you cheat on me?

It can really make you
crazy when you doubt

whether the people close
to you really care about you.

- I'm sorry it didn't
work out.
- Me, too.

I got accepted to grad school.
Caltech, in California.

I turned down the grant
so I can stay at CRU with Casey.

She doesn't know. You can't tell
her. I don't want her to feel
some kind of obligation.

- I love you, Casey.
- I love you, too.

Aren't weddings great?
The promise of renewal,
unlimited possibilities...

- lots of wedding cake.
- I look like a walking glow
stick.

Actually, you look like...

Well, no, not
really, exactly.

- It's more like, uh...
- Max, remember when you told
me my hair looked better down?

Or when I doubted that gamma
rays could've really turned
Bruce Banner into the Hulk?

Just because there's no
scientific evidence to
indicate...

My point is, we've always
been honest with one another.

The dress is horrible
and it's too long, right?

Unless I strap on stilts,
I'm going to stumble my way

- down the aisle.
- I...

love you?

Nice save.

I wish I could be as
enthusiastic as you
about Kiki's wedding.

Don't get me wrong, I'm really
happy my grand-big-sis is coming
back to ZBZ

and getting married. But the
fact that Kiki's little sis...

- Is Frannie?
- I'd feel better if my dress
was made of Kevlar.

When I first tried it on,
I thought... munchkin couture.

Then I remembered
you were invited, too.

Hey, Jordan.

Uh... Andy's not here. The
football team's in Wisconsin.

- I know. I'm here to see you.
- Oh.

- The house is really quiet.
- Yes. Nap time.

From 6:00 to 8:00, the KT house
is the quietest place on campus.

Huh. So, are you
up for a wedding?

- With you?
- Yes.

I'm still a little fuzzy
on the details, but apparently
Casey's grand sis...

- Your great-grand sis.
- OK, sure.

She's coming back to CRU to
get married, which means I need

- an escort to the wedding.
- Hmmm. No, can't. I'm sorry.
Um...

I'm gonna be
defibrillating a...

Transpolymer orgasmitroid?

Yeah, I looked that up.
Not only does it sound dirty,
but it doesn't exist.

C'mon Rusty, I told Andy I hate
going to these things by myself.

Plus, it would be way
more fun to go with a friend.

Yeah, I know. Right, we're
friends. And Andy's my
little brother, but...

Thank you.

Oh, I was looking
at that last night.

- "Sacred and Profane Love,"
by Titian.
- Hm-hmm. Um...

Yeah. "Forbidden desires
and earthly wants."

So, eternal happiness in heaven
versus fleeting happiness on
earth.

- I guess you have to choose.
- That's a toughie.

I'm going to have
to think about it.

I was so sleepy.

I don't even know Kiki, so why
do I have to go to her wedding?

Kiki loves
ZBZ.

She practically bleeds pink.
And we're her direct
descendents,

which is why she wants
both of you

to be at her bachelorette
party and wedding.

- Kiki!
- Casey!

Yay!

- I'm getting married! Are you
so excited?
- Oh, my God! I'm so excited!

I'm so excited!
Oh, my God!

It's so beautiful.

Four carats, D color, flawless.
It's no big thing.

I read in my psychology class
that men who spend large amounts
of money

on women are over-compensating
for small...

And this is Rebecca. She's your
great-grand little sis.

Hi, great-grand big sis Kiki.
We've heard so much about you.

And you must be Jordan,
my new great-grand little.

Which actually
makes me feel really old.

- I know. You can both
call me Bubby.
- Yeah,

'cause calling you Kiki
would be so weird.

I'll... go help Ashleigh with
your luggage.

It's so great to be
back in the old house again.

And really sweet that my little
sis could come pick me up.

- Where are you going, Frannie?
- Maybe Frannie forgot to
mention

this tiny morsel of ZBZ history.
She single-handedly tried to
torpedo the house

- by starting a rival sorority
across the street.
- Fran-Fran?

Well, maybe I wouldn't have done
it if ZBZ wasn't falling apart.

- Case? Is that true?
- And who was responsible for
that, Fran-Fran?

- Sure, blame me because...
- Will you two bitches
just shut up?

Don't you forget this is my
wedding, not some stupid-ass
date-dash at Dobler's.

And if either of you
screw up my big day,

I will personally rip off your
heads and tinkle down your
necks. Got it?

- Got it.
- Yes, Kiki.

Because weddings
are supposed to be special
and filled with love.

And this is doubly-special
because I can come back here

and share it with my entire
ZBZ family, and all my littles.

Which brings me to you, Jordan.
On my way in,

the flower shop called and
they're not able to deliver
the flowers.

- I need you to pick them up.
- Yes... uh, Bubby?

- Hey, we're almost done Kiki.
- Thanks Ash, you're the best.

Bring help.
It's a lot of flowers.

- Maybe you could take Rebecca?
- - Still helping with the luggage.

It's all right.
I'll just call Rusty.

He's going to the wedding
with me. I'm sure helping
won't be a big deal.

- Hold on. Rusty's your date?
- Hm-hmm.

So, let's see what you've
done with the house.

Oh, it's so much stuff.
Here, um... let's start
in the kitchen.

Before we continue the Kappa Tau
"I am drunk, and how do I get
back to Kappa Tau

"before I pass out" tour,
does anyone have any questions?

Excellent. Moving on.

To your right, Marty's Deli.
Daytime, avoid the pastrami.

Nighttime, ignore the
blinking red and green sign.

Many a beery-eyed KT has been
stuck for hours, unsure whether
to stop or go.

- That'd be me.
- To your left, a public
restroom

for emergency pit stops in case
you can't make it back to the
house.

- Uh, Cappie? That's an alley.
- That's why there are no
stalls.

If you look ahead, you'll see
the Espresso Farm and...

Robin Wylie.

CRU grad, ZBZ alum.
God, I had such a crush on her.

She purty.

Strike everything after
the Espresso Farm.

Beaver, finish the expedition.

- No, no. The last time,
I got lost on the way home.
- Seriously?

You've gotta stop drinking
during the middle of the day.

I'm not drinking, I just
have no sense of direction.

Well, we need to
work on that, don't we?

Robin Wylie. As I live
and breathe heavily.

You look great.
Not a day over...

Twenty-four. And you are?

You don't... remember me? I was
that dashing freshmen at Kappa
Tau.

You were a dreamy senior.
Remember? Cappie?

Crazy Cappie?

- Fun, sexy Cappie?
- No, to all three.

Wait. Now, I do.

You were that scrawny kid
with the funny hair

who dated one of our pledges
until she dumped you.

The one who stood outside
our house in a trench coat,

holding a boom box over your
head, playing Peter Gabriel.

- Or... maybe that was
someone else.
- No, that'd be me.

Personally, I appreciated
the movie reference.

Really? So what brings
you back to Cyprus?

Besides a chance to fulfill old
fantasies. Specifically, mine.

My pledge sister's getting
married on campus this weekend,

and I'm just back
for the wedding.

Well, if you're
looking for a date,

I know someone who's
completely available.

No, I prefer flying
solo at weddings.

You never know who you're
gonna go home with.

I've gotta get
to that wedding.

- You're crazy.
- - No, It makes total sense.

If I go to the wedding with
Jordan and keep my feelings
in check,

then I can finally stop worrying
about doing something stupid.

- Like tell her how you feel?
- Exactly.

"That which does not
kill us makes us stronger."
Nietzsche.

Nietzsche never had to go
to a wedding with his little
brother's girlfriend.

- Are you saying
I can't do this?
- No.

Nietzsche knew better than
to tempt himself with moonlight,

a beautiful girl
and wedding cake.

- You're right. I'm crazy.
- No...

What do I know? I'm not exactly
an expert on these kinda things.

In fact, I was kinda hoping
you could help me out.

I've been thinking,
if I'm gonna ask Casey...

if we're gonna take our
relationship to the next level,

- I think it's time I tell
her about Caltech.
- What do you mean "next level?"

That's where I need your help.
I have some specific questions
about the Greek system.

Bonne grippe, Spitter.

This is embarrassing, but to get
home, do we go left or right
on Briarwood?

- Right.
- OK, thanks.

OK, Pledges. I want the leads to
set anchor bolts and belays for
a pendulum swing.

Do it quickly. 'Cause if we're
not home by nightfall, we will
sleep on this mountain!

I feel sorry for her husband.

Actually, I feel sorry for
anyone dumb enough to get
married.

"Bonds of holy matrimony,"
my ass.

Well, my parents
are still happy.

Maybe that's just what
they want you to think.

So, last night's date
didn't go well?

When he saw "coming
attractions," he thought
it was his cue to feel me up.

Oh.

- You know what your problem is?
- I'm too hot.

You're in a guy-funk and since
Fisher is writing a paper this
weekend,

I happen to have a ton
of free time on my hands.

So, I am going to
find you a slump-buster.

A boyfriend to jump-start
your hormonal happiness.

- Robin!
- Ashleigh!

- Oh, my God, I missed you
so much.
- You're so grown up.

Rebecca, this is
Robin Wylie, my big sis.

And reluctant wedding guest.

Robin, this is Rebecca Logan,
Casey's little sis.

- And even more reluctant wedding guest.
- - Ashleigh!

- Where are my suitcases?
- I'll be right there!

Don't worry. A boyfriend
is on the way.

Things haven't
changed at all at ZBZ.

- Kiki spent years trying to
find me Mr. Right.
- And what happened?

Nothing stuck.

First it was
the crappy bridesmaid dress,

and now Frannie's trying to take
over the bachelorette party.

- Well, she is Kiki's little
sister.
- Really?

I've been thinking about that,
and since she de-pledged ZBZ,

she's technically more
like Kiki's illegitimate
step-sibling.

Funny.

- Really. Uh... Casey?
- Hmm?

You know when you said it's
important we're honest with
each other?

- That we don't have secrets?
- I knew it. You're
finally going to admit

- that my dress is ugly,
aren't you?
- No, of course not, but...

- So, you like my dress?
- Actually, I hate it.

- No, what I'm trying to say...
- I can't believe you hate my
dress.

Casey, I lied to you
about graduate school.

I was accepted to Caltech,
got a full-ride scholarship.
But, I turned it down.

- Why... would you do that?
- Because I wanted to be with
you.

And you were so set against
having a long-distance
relationship.

- OK.
- I know this is a lot
to dump on you,

and I know it's unfair.
I had to tell you in order

- for us to move forward with
our relationship.
- OK.

- OK?
- OK.

OK.

You seem to be
handling Max's news pretty well.

If it were me, I'd be a little
freaked out right now.

No, it's fine. I mean,
Max not going to Caltech

was unbelievably
romantic, right?

Figures Frannie would
dump the party favors on us,

so she could go and
decorate Dobler's by herself.

I know what Max did was
romantic, but it was also...

a little crazy, right?

I mean, giving up everything for
someone you've only known for a
month?

But... But you guys
are perfect together.

Hm-hmm. We are perfect
together. Yeah.

It's amazing how many things
made for a bachelorette party
resemble...

Whoa, that one's huge.

Casey. Are you sure
you're OK with what Max did?

Of course.
I'm fine with it.

No, I'm not.
I'm confused.

I mean, I love him,
but what Max did...

is kinda overwhelming.

- It was romantic, wonderful...
- And a little freaky?

Yeah, that too.

I've just never
gone through this before,

and I don't know anyone
else who's ever gone through
this before.

And... I don't
know what to feel.

Thanks again
for helping me.

- It's been fun hanging out.
- Yeah, sure. Fun. Whoo-hoo.

Hi. We're here
to pick up the flowers

for the
Philbrick wedding.

Uh... I was hoping
you wouldn't show.

- Why not?
- 'Cause there's nothing
to pick up.

Um... I kinda messed up
the delivery date.

- You wrote it down
for next year?
- Well, uh...

I got the month right.

If you come back, same time,
in a year from now...

- We need whatever you have
today.
- Uh...

Oh, well, I have
a nice funeral wreath.

Turned out the dude wasn't
terminal after all.

Wait, I think I also got a Bon
Voyage basket. I'll go check.

Well, I guess you better call
Kiki and tell her there's a
problem.

Are you kidding? She scares
the crap out of me.

- No, I have to handle this
on my own.
- That's not your fault.

Yeah, I know, but I still feel
like an outsider in the house.

I just want to prove to Casey
that I belong. Dumb, right?

No, not dumb at all.

You know, I think there's
a flower shop on Elm Street.

So, no one under five feet.

- Vegetarians, maybe. Vegans,
no. Hair?
- Ash.

Right.

So, head yes,
back no. Perfect.

- That should be enough for your
profile.
- An internet ad?

How desperate do
you think I am?

You don't want me to answer
that. But don't worry,

your picture is hot and
I'll weed out the pervs.

If this doesn't work, I'll find
you a boyfriend at the wedding.

Lots of eligible bachelors,
an open bar... I can't miss.

OK? Don't worry.

I have been looking for you.

They have these things now
called phones. They work
pretty well.

- We're friends, right?
- Yes...

Just friends, only friends,
friends who can tell each
other anything, right?

OK. What do you want, Cap?

Get me on the guest list
to the wedding.

It's a wedding, not a
date-dash at Dobler's.

OK. Guess I'll have to go
as a waiter, or a chef
or something.

- Why are you fixated on going
to this wedding?
- Robin Wylie.

She's way
out of your league.

Then, cliché as it is,
I'm gonna have to crash
that wedding.

I have a better idea.
What if you come as my date?

Your date?

Do you think that's a good idea,
considering everything?

Look, I've been doing a lot
of soul searching lately,

and the one thing I do know is
that you're a way better friend
than boyfriend.

Not that the sex wasn't
spectacular.

Phew. Ha. For a moment there,
you scared my big buddy.

- Actually, I like to call
him...
- Edward the Third, I know.

My point is, you'll
be doing me a favor.

If Ashleigh gets too carried
away trying to find me a guy
at the wedding,

I can use you as my cover.
And if she actually finds me
one, I'll dump you.

Sounds good to me.
Toast on it?

You eat that, I'll rip off your
head and tinkle down your neck.

Something I learned
from my Bubby.

If this doesn't work,

we're gonna be stealing
daffodils from people's
front yards.

- It's not looking good.
- No.

Excuse me, hi.

We have a big emergency.
We need flowers for a wedding...

Oh, I'm sorry. The only flowers
left are for the Rosenberg Bar
Mitzvah.

Not that they
care about flowers.

"Just put something together.
" Sure, why not.

Honey, we don't have to get
married. We can wait.

No, we will wait.

For, "without the sweet perfume
of nature's greatest gift..."

"We wouldn't have each other?"

Because, "Flowers are just
rainbows you can take with you."

Oh! That's... that's
what I've always thought.

- "A rose, by any other name..."
- "Would smell as sweet."

"A daisy's petal is a true
love's kiss..."

You make such
a perfect couple.

"Perfect, and eternal."

Yeah.

Oh, stop it. Stop it.

- Our car's out back.
- Oh...

Are you OK?

We got the flowers,
it's time to go home.

- We'll make it just in time.
- We did good, didn't we?

We're like the Bonnie and
Clyde of botany.

The cops are running scared
'cause no daffodil is safe
when Bonnie and...

- Rusty?
- Call me Clyde.

OK. Clyde, um...

You're looking
red and blotchy.

So are you, Bonnie.

And my throat's constricting.

Mine, too.

OK, OK. So. You have
danced on a table. Check.

- You have flirted with a
bartender...
- Hm-hmm!

- Check. You flashed a complete
stranger.
- Double-check.

- That's some potent lemonade.
- I pre-gamed back at the house.

Casey? The scavenger hunt?

- Sorry. Only two items to go.
- OK.

Next up, you have to confess the
craziest thing your hubby-to-be
has ever done.

To me or for me?

Uh, let's start with "for you."

C'mon, Bubby. Spill it.

He has my name tattooed
on his right butt cheek.

Frannie, your turn.
What's Evan done for you?

Oh... there're so many things.
I wouldn't know where to start.

- Suit yourself. Casey?
- Um...

Max turned down Caltech

just to go to
graduate school at CRU,

so he could be with me.

That is the most romantic thing
I've heard in my entire life.

- It is?
- That's so awesome!

Really?

- Yeah, I guess that's awesome.
- It's great. He really loves
you.

- Yeah, really great.
- - That's beautiful, Casey.

Really heartwarming.
OK, last one.

Ah!

The lucky bride-to-be
has to...

kiss a girl.

No, no!

Oh no, it has
to be a real kiss.

Tongue optional.

No.

- What a wimp.
- Oh, like you'd do it?

- Maybe I would.
- Or, maybe you'd chicken out
too...

Oh, my God...

Oh, my.

All right, buckaroos,
show's over.

- Hey! To the bachelorette
party!
- Yay!

Cheers.

OK, let's see.
Oh, wait, here we go.

How about this?

No. Yeah, you're right.
Of course.

Yeah, she's older, she's wiser
to the ways of the world.

I need something that says
sophisticated, yet amoral.

Hey, maybe I should lose some of
my jewelry. What do you think?

- Hello?
- Sure.

- Is something wrong?
- No. Everything's great.

- I've just been thinking...
- When you're done thinking,
I need some help.

What're your thoughts
on seersucker?

I want you to kiss me.

- I thought we were just gonna
be friends.
- I don't mean it like that.

- I just want you to kiss me.
- Well, yeah.

It starts with a kiss, and
the next thing you know...

Well?

Interesting.

Thanks.

Oh, and I'd go
with the navy blue.

- Wha... Not the Navy whites?
- No!

Casey. I thought
about what I said...

Nine out of ten sorority
girls agree what you did

was the most romantic thing
anyone has ever done.

- What do you think?
- I'm voting with the majority.

- OK, then I have one more
surprise...
- No more surprises.

I'm too drunk, too tired.
Tonight, I just want you.

Who knew we were both
severely allergic to hydrangeas,
huh?

I guess the enclosed space
pushed the pollen count

to astronomically-high
levels. Weird.

Hey Rusty, if Andy ever
wants to get me a gift,

tell him to stick
with teddy bears.

What if he asks about
chocolate?

- Chocolate is also on my list
of taboo ingestibles.
- Really? Same with me.

- Funny. It's like they...
- Cut us out of the same
immune-deficient cloth.

I'm not afraid of much, but
needles and iguanas freak me
out.

OK. Clench
your fist for me.

- It's their claws.
- Thanks.

Anytime.

It's just
gonna hurt a little.

There you go.

Have you seen my shoes?
I swear, I left them in the bag.

- Casey, can we talk?
- Not right now, no.

- But, I have something for you.
- Unless they're bright green,

size eight, with a three inch
wedge, I'm not interested.

Well, I think you'll
like this more.

Doubtful, since Kiki is pretty
particular about footwear.

- Oh... uh, no. Max?
- You know when I said
weddings were about renewal,

about limitless possibilities?
Well, that got me thinking about
us...

- Please get
up...
- Wait. Let me finish this.

Look, I know we've only known
each other for a short time,

but I also know
how I feel about you.

And I think I know how
you feel about me, too.

- Uh. Not now, Max.
- What? What's wrong?

- That.
- But you haven't
seen it yet.

Oh, wow.
That's a lavaliere.

What did you think it was?

- Uh...
- Kiki's threatening to break
our knee caps

unless we get into
the van now.

Oh.

- Uh... Kiki's more unstable
than usual, so...
- We better go.

- Oh, yay, look! Yay.
- Oh...

All right. Max, I love you,
and I'll see you at the wedding.

OK. We'll talk then.

Bubby should be
happy. We got the flowers
and it only took 19 hours.

- And no one got hurt.
Well, Matt did.
- Matt?

Rosenberg? He's not gonna
have flowers for his big day.

The way I see it, we saved his
ass. Pink hydrangeas for a Bar
Mitzvah?

- He'd have died of
embarrassment.
- Well...

At least we know where to pick
up a funeral wreath, cheap.

- You should probably get back
to your apartment.
- Yeah. You should go in.

Yeah. And I'll see you in
two hours, wearing a dress.

Trust me, that doesn't happen
very often.

Do I have permission
to tease you?

As long as I can hit
you as hard as I can.

Nope. Teasing's out.

Good choice.

Hey, um... thanks
for everything.

Please, what're
friends for?

- I'm sorry. I don't know
why I...
- No, that's OK.

That's the way the French
say good-bye... to friends.

- Really?
- Yeah, sure. Come on.

- You kiss me. I kiss you back.
- OK.

It's no big deal.

I'll see you later.

- Right, later.
- Yeah.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered
here this day to celebrate

the joining together of Kiki
Philbrick and Charlie German

in the bond of holy matrimony.

Kiki, do you take
Charlie to be your
lawfully-wedded husband,

in good times and in bad,

to love and to cherish,
in sickness and in health,

to continually bestow upon one
another your heart's deepest
devotion,

to be a friend, a lover, in
times of plenty and in times
of want,

that regardless of the obstacles
you may face on your path
through life,

to always be faithful
to one another,

and vow to do so from this day
forward, as long as you both
shall live?

I do.

You may now kiss the bride.

Can I get two glasses, please?

Rebecca!

OK.

So. I struck out online, but
there're plenty of guys here,
so don't worry.

- Trust me, I wasn't worrying.
- OK, good, because I think I
found you a keeper.

You're gonna love this one.
He's cute, he's single,

and I'm pretty sure
he can make you see God.

Uh, yeah,
I don't think he's my type.

Oh, no, he's Protestant.

Ash, maybe today's
not my day to find a boyfriend.

- You're not dating Cappie
again, are you?
- Well, no.

I just agreed to bring him as my
date so he could make a play for
Robin.

Well he's in for a
surprise. 'Cause Robin's gay.

- Really?
- Really.

Which means you're still looking
for a boyfriend. Be right back.

Ash...

- What are you doing here?
- Just taking a break from the
fun, fun, fun. You?

- Hiding.
- Me, too.

Max told me he gave up Caltech.
You knew, didn't you?

I promised I wasn't
gonna tell you.

Now, you're mad at me,
aren't you?

Right now, I'm scared and
happy and mad and thrilled

and everything in between,
and it's all wrapped up in
this overwhelming desire

- to puke my guts out.
- Add itchy to that and I'm
right with you.

It's my allergies.
And Jordan.

- And Andy?
- Yeah, and Andy.

- Life shouldn't be this
complicated.
- You and Jordan can't...

I know.
I gotta deal with it.

It's just not that easy.

This afternoon, I thought
Max was going to propose.

- I thought he was going to
lavaliere you.
- He tried.

You didn't accept?

I always thought the
hard part would be finding the
right guy.

But it turns out it's not
finding the guy that's hard,

it's staying on the
same page with him.

And right now, I feel like
we're in different chapters.

It's better than
me and Jordan.

'Cause right now,
we're in different books.

And someone else
is reading her book.

Or, her book's in
someone else's library.

- Yeah. Maybe...
- Rusty?

We should just wait here
until everyone leaves.

Or at least until
the end of the song.

- Nice wedding, huh?
- Yeah.

So, Ash tells me you're gay.

Which makes
you wonder about that kiss.

No. Yeah. Actually, I don't
really know what to think.

It was just a kiss.

And the feelings you're having
are what a lot of people go
through in college.

It's just a
part of growing up.

You'll figure
it out eventually.

So, I shouldn't
obsess over it?

Not unless you
liked it.

Because, I did.

Robin Wylie. Wow. Ha! We're at
the same wedding. Imagine that.

The coincidences are
mind-boggling.

- Well, conveniently, so am I.
- Hmm.

- Dance?
- Don't mind if we do.

You know, the secret to cake
and concrete is in the powder?

Yeah. It all has to do with
adhesion forces and
collisions...

Why didn't you
tell me about Caltech?

Before you made
the decision not to go?

Because I thought
it would freak you out.

Well, it did.

What you did
was kind of huge.

- I have no idea what you're
going to do next.
- Next?

Um... I was just
going to lavaliere you.

I thought you were
going to propose.

Wouldn't that be
going a bit too fast?

And how would you describe
changing your whole life,

based on a month-long
relationship?

I love you.

I love you, too.

But, I kinda can't breathe.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean that...

You know, the uh...

egg yolk lipoproteins
are an essential part of
maintaining the cake stability.

It must be going around. I'm
having a tough time breathing
myself.

♪ It's the way we know he's
True to the day he dies ♪

♪ More than a dream-come-true
With eyes of ocean-blue ♪

♪ While sisters will be
True love is theirs to seek ♪

♪ He won the heart of hearts ♪

♪ ZBZ ♪♪

OK, ladies, everybody get
close.

Move your asses. I got a plane
to catch. Bridesmaids to the
front.

Awe...

Who wants a piece of me?

You?

I forgot what
a bitch Kiki could be.

You know, she purposely put us
in these dresses to make herself
look better.

Oh, speak for yourself. I look
hot in lime green.

So. What was up...

...back at the house?
With Max.

Nothing.
So, where's Evan?

- We broke up.
- Oh, wow.

Well, we didn't exactly bring
out the best in each other.

So...

Far be it from me
to give relationship advice,

but if you think you're
with the right guy,

and there's a chance it
might work, don't give up.

I wonder when Kiki knew
that he was the right one.

- Probably when he knocked
her up.
- Wh...

What?

Dinner was good.

Yeah.

You know, if you think about it,
nothing happened this morning.

Sure, something almost
did, but it didn't,

and you cannot feel
guilty over almost.

Well, we were
pretty tired.

Personally, I'm chalking
it up to intravenous drugs.

So, we're good.

We're good... friends.

- So, um... do good friends
dance together?
- Sure.

- You don't mind if I lead?
- You don't mind if I make fun
of your dress?

OK, you lead.

Hey, Robin.

Before you take off,
I was wondering if you
might like to...

- What?
- ...continue this night of
romance and love at Cappie Tau.

Hmm. Sounds like fun, but...
it's never going to happen.

Well, never as in never, or
never as in not now, or never
as in Never Neverland?

Fitting you'd end
with Peter Pan.

Let's just say never.

Well, that sucked.

- Wendy, darling.
- Cappie!

Both of us at the same wedding?
Imagine the coincidence.

- Hey.
- I didn't want you to leave
without saying good-bye.

That's nice.

Hey, I'm staying in town for
a couple weeks with my parents.

- So...
- So maybe I could
give you a call?

I'd like that.

- See ya.
- Bye.

Rebecca?

This is John. He's new at
Cyprus, and I thought that...

Um...

Um... sorry.

We should look at this as
a celebration for us, too.

I mean, we didn't die.

- And Kiki got her flowers.
- A happy ending.

- And I finally have my answer.
- For what?

Whether or not it's worth
risking eternal happiness
in heaven

for fleeting
happiness on earth.

♪ I will never let you go ♪

♪ I will never let you go ♪

- I can't. We shouldn't be
doing this. I'm dating Andy.
- No. I know.

- I know you're dating Andy.
- No. I have to go.

Come o...

I brought you some cake.

- Actually...
- Max, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about you
having to keep your secret.

I'm sorry about
you giving up Caltech.

Why should you
be sorry about that?

Because I don't know if
I would do the same for you.

In fact, I didn't.
I went to Washington.

- I didn't expect you to give
that up.
- But Max, that's not fair.

It's not fair we started
in different places?

What would be unfair is if
I expected you to be where
I am now.

Casey...

I lost a girl
once in my life.

And I vowed that if I ever felt
that way about someone again,

that I wouldn't
take that lightly.

I wouldn't lose them.

I didn't want to lose you.

But we're supposed
to be a couple,

which means we're supposed
to be on the same page,

meet in the middle, travel
together down a shared path.

And you're so far ahead of me,
I don't even see you anymore.

So, uh...
What now, then?

Slow down for awhile.

- And let me catch up?
- I can do that.

I know you can.

What?

Oh.

OK?

- OK.
- OK.