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♪ Do do do do ♪ Ooh.

Mmm.

♪ Dee dee dee dee ♪

Ooh, the rice is looking kinda gummy, Pace.

Uh, no. It's risotto, Jo,

And it's not gummy. It's just absorbing the stuff.

Joey, please don't hinder the process,

all right? I'm starving.

Yeah, me, too. What gives with the fancy rice?

It's risotto, and it can't just be cooked.

It has to be built.

Well, that's awesome and everything,

But if the plan is for us to bond,

Let's just order a pizza and give each other manicures.

Audrey, aside from the fact that we said

that we would have these weekly dinners

And have obviously failed to do so,

Pacey's cooking, on his night off, no less.

We should at least welcome the break from dining hall fare.

Yeah, well, you promised me a Grams,

and I see no Grams, so the evening is clearly ruined.

I'm liking the decor, however.

Hey, you guys ever go crazy

and eat off the plates on the wall?

Audrey, that onion I asked you to chop?

Yes. Yes, I do. Fork it over.

Oh, no. I'm sorry.

I thought you were just trying to make me feel included

by giving me a little task to do.

I didn't...

Here, Pace.

So where are Jen and Dawson?

I thought the festival ended yesterday.

Yeah, Jen called Grams,

said they were stayin' an extra day.

Something about soaking up the atmosphere. I don't know.

Oh, wow...

Back at Grams'.

That's right. The harsh reality of life at Grams'.

The endless cycle of home-cooked meals

and grueling knitting sessions.

You mock me.

I do mock you.

Oh, I just enjoyed our little escapist adventure. I mean...

I don't know what I'm gonna say to her.

You don't have to say anything.

Are you proposing that we sneak around, Dawson Leery?

Because... You know, I am that kind of girl.

I am proposing that we just...

enjoy what we have and don't worry so much

about what to tell other people.

Who is this footloose and fancy free boy?

Why don't we go inside?

Hey, guys.

Um...

Pacey made rice.

♪ Heart is in my hands ♪

♪ Head is in the clouds ♪

♪ My feet Have left the ground ♪

♪ My life is turning Around, around ♪

♪ Every voice inside my head ♪

♪ Is telling me To run like mad ♪

♪ Oh, bows and arrows Stars and sunsets ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, yeah Hey, hey, hey, yeah ♪

♪ Every heartbeat, every kiss ♪

♪ Just makes me wonder What all this is ♪

♪ Suits of armor Hearts and arrows ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, yeah ♪

Look, it's not supposed to be this gummy.

You're supposed to serve it right away

Before anything has a chance to coagulate.

I'm sorry. That's probably our--

My fault for the coagulation.

I just didn't know that everybody

was gonna be here-- Or that Pacey was cooking.

Right. Who could have guessed?

Already finishing each other's sentences.

What-- Oh, my God.

Will you look at that?

What gets out rice?

Joey, come help me.

Subtle, Audrey.

Well, don't you need some serious girl talk right now?

I mean, aren't you, at this very moment

resisting the temptation to grab

the butter knife and grind away slowly at your wrist?

No, I'm fine.

We didn't have to cause a scene.

No, we didn't have to, but come on,

it's not like we're missing

the dinner of the century out there.

Seriously, Joey, are you okay?

Yeah. Look, so they had a fun weekend together.

They were kissing, and believe me,

It's literally nothing I haven't seen before.

Oh! Yes, right!

Joey, come on.

This isn't, like, first-week Audrey

that you're talking to here.

This is December Audrey.

I am wise. I've been studying your people

for a great many months and I know how it works.

And also, I know a thing or two about the casual kiss,

And I'm sorry, but that kiss looked decidedly un-casual.

Honey, I know that you're just this nice country girl

who grew up on a stream, or whatever,

but don't you know what I'm talking about?

I'm sorry. Uh, what's the topic at hand?

Well, that clearly relations were had.

You know, scantily-clad and possibly-fully-naked relations?

Oh, thank you for that image.

I'm sorry. It just seems like you need

a little slap in the face.

Come on, woman. A reaction, please.

I'm sorry to disappoint you,

but I don't have a reaction.

I'm gonna see if there's something I can do to help.

I'll just be right back.

Okay.

Audrey, do you need to borrow a shirt?

Well, that'll be great. Thanks. Okay.

So...

Dawson...

Dawson Leery.

That's my name.

Yep. Well, come on, man.

Come on, what?

Well, first off, why aren't you eating your risotto,

but second and far more importantly,

why, oh, why did you choose

to take the lovely and talented Jen Lindley

away for the weekend?

A woman even my tribe can't resist?

A woman who has tugged at the heartstrings

of rehabilitated rebels and frat boys alike,

and here you are not sharing the details?

I got nothin' to share.

Really? So that's why you've been

staring at the bathroom door

like you wish you had telekinetic powers,

which means to me that either

you are very, very concerned about Audrey's wardrobe,

or perhaps you're concerned about Joey.

Hey, call me crazy, but I don't think

Joey's gonna mind a little kissing,

unless, of course, something more happened.

Now, there's an interesting idea,

but what more could have happened?

Guys, I'm not gonna go over the bases with ya.

I didn't say bases. Did you say bases?

Guys, we don't need details.

All right. I'll be right back.

Bases is plural.

Mmm. He did.

You think? Yeah. Definitely did.

You feel different? I do.

I do. I feel different.

I mean, here we have Dawson Leery walking amongst us,

and I gotta tell ya, I'm a little worried

that maybe he wasn't prepared.

We didn't even get a chance to have the talk.

How do you know?

Mmm, it's not so much him as it is her.

I mean, sick as it sounds, I know the look.

Oh, man.

You know, we almost did too.

Mmm, I know. I know.

Come to think of it, we almost did once too.

Hmm.

What do you think it takes?

A virgin and a straight guy.

Damn.

I'm fine, okay? Um...

You know, seeing you kiss someone else

is always going to be a little weird.

I won't lie, but...

It makes perfect sense,

you and Jen getting back together.

Yeah, I-- I...

I hadn't thought of it that way.

The, uh, the "back together" part.

I mean, we're such different people now.

I guess we all are, I hope.

Yeah.

So how did this...

Happen?

I don't know.

It-- It kinda took us both by surprise.

Actually, um...

I don't know. Getting out of my house

really just kinda cleared

a lot of cobwebs out of my head.

And everybody was so accepting of the film.

And, uh, as stupid as it is,

they put us in the honeymoon suite.

Um...

Ah, there's no handbook for this, is there?

No. Maybe we should think of co-authoring one.

Um...

There's no graceful way of having this conversation.

What conversation?

I mean, we're talking about a kiss.

Oh.

Uh...

No, this is-- this is kind of silly.

Um, I should have known. I-- I mean,

when you two walked in the door together,

I mean, I'm the last person in the world you could call naive.

Joey-- No, really.

I get it, okay?

I mean, we don't have to make this into a thing.

In fact, let's not make this into a thing, okay?

Hmm.

Well, I hate to break this to you guys

given your obvious level of enthusiasm,

but now, it's time for the second course.

You know what, Pace?

If this cooking is stressing you out,

and we're all tired from whatever, I mean...

We could call this off if you want.

Oh, no.

It's a good try, but no,

because there are many more courses to come,

and although they may not be up to snuff

for finicky sorts such as yourself,

I put a lot of time and energy into them,

so that has to be worth something, right?

You want some help?

No, no. I'll be fine.

I need salt. You don't have to ask me twice.

So they know.

Mmm.

Right, ahem.

Oh, God.

And Joey knows.

Oh, boy.

How did she react?

Like Joey.

Is she upset?

Yeah, she is and she isn't. I mean...

I don't know. Ahem.

If you can make any sense of that.

Man.

Last week, she told me that, um...

She couldn't think of anybody better

to take care of you than me.

I don't think this is what she had in mind.

As much as I love and care about

those people in the next room,

I'm happy with you.

Okay?

And nobody else gets to weigh in on that.

Okay? Okay.

Look, I'm just gonna say it, all right?

I think it's a little weird.

Really? I thought you'd be all for

Jen being with someone like Dawson.

Nice, sensitive...

Shell-shocked, vulnerable?

Look, guys. Somebody's gotta say it.

I don't think it's the best time to experiment

for either one of them.

Aren't you a little glad I said that?

Okay, okay. But seriously, where's the Grams?

You guys have been evading the question all night.

What do you, like, keep her upstairs

in the attic or something?

You know what? Audrey's right.

It's very inappropriate to be doing this without Grams.

I mean, this is her house, after all.

No, no. If I'm stayin', you're stayin'.

You live here. Less and less.

It's not the Will & Grace land it once was.

I know that leaving right now sounds tempting,

and it would be easy,

but somehow I don't think that the easy thing

is gonna solve anything in the long run.

Hey, um...

What's goin' on in here?

It's, uh, lemon- roasted chicken.

Is it supposed to be

birthing the lemons like that?

All right. If that doesn't wake up the taste buds,

I don't know what will.

You stuff the lemons into the chicken for flavoring.

Mmm. That's great. Let's serve it up.

No. No. It's not ready yet.

Well, I, for one, prefer my chicken raw.

I don't know what all the fuss is about.

Yeah, sure. Why not? Cavemen used to do it.

Sure. That's a great idea. Go grab the plates.

We'll serve it up, bloody as hell.

Um, do they need some help in there?

If you want. Okay.

Um... Joey?

Just so you know, um...

For whatever it's worth,

and I don't know what that is,

but I just didn't--

I didn't plan on this.

I didn't assume that you did.

I know, I just, um...

This boy has always been between us

in one way or another,

and I feel like you and I were finally getting close.

And I would just--

I would really hate for that to be negated

by this, um...

Development.

You know what?

Um, everyone seems to be operating

under this assumption tonight

that we're all going to react a certain way to this,

and that that way is somehow going to be apocalyptic.

I don't know how many different ways to say this,

but I'm fine. Really.

You're a good person, Jen.

That's exactly what Dawson needs right now.

Pace, if I spot a vein, do I win a prize?

So perhaps the chicken was taken a bit before its time,

But that said, I did serve you the cooked parts.

'Cause demented as my sense of humor may be sometimes,

I'm not trying to unleash a health hazard here.

So please, eat in peace.

So Dawson, aside from the obvious,

how was the the film festival?

Um, I was afraid it was gonna be

some little, like, hee-haw production,

Which it was, but, uh, in a good way.

And, uh...um,

I met this guy who goes to school in Boston.

Actually goes to a film school here.

I was thinking of checking it out.

Really? Yeah. Yeah.

The idea of getting up each morning

with a purpose beyond just getting through the day

is actually kind of appealing.

So then you would end up in Boston after all.

Yeah, looks that way.

That's really cool, man.

If you decide to move here,

there's plenty of room at Grams'.

That's a definite possibility.

God and man! Not again!

Joey, please.

Excuse me.

Maybe we should go over our game plan.

Usually in these situations,

the one who needs to talk

is the one who freely hurls food on her friend's clothing.

Okay, well, I need to talk.

Oh, I'm sorry. What can I do

to make you feel more comfortable?

Audrey, everyone's treating me

like a delicate little flower.

No thanks to these emergency rushes

to the kitchen on the half hour.

Well, what is wrong with you?

Why aren't you a delicate flower?

Have you no soul? Just a black, black void?

Which question should I answer first?

Okay. He's moving to Boston.

How do you feel about that? Fine.

I feel nothing. Okay? Nothing.

It's not the most shocking news in the world.

You know what?

When Dawson's father died, it canceled everything out.

Understandably. Yes.

And yes, there was a point

where there were possibilities, say--

I guess. I don't know.

I guess I'll never know.

We both thought that things were going to happen,

but what happened is that Dawson lost his father.

What kind of a person would I be if I didn't understand that?

So, yeah, maybe...

If this broke my heart,

I wouldn't have any right to say so.

Oh, but, honey...

You have the right to say anything you want

when it comes to how you feel.

It doesn't matter, okay?

It is what it is.

Let me get that.

Hi.

Um, Pacey?

Don't the salads usually come first?

Well, Audrey, those with sophisticated tastes

usually save the salad for the third course

because it cleanses the palette before dessert.

Don't listen to her, Pace.

She can't even work the dorm microwave.

Well, I didn't have one growing up. Okay?

My mother was afraid of radiation poisoning.

Little did she know there were

more dangerous things in the house, like her.

Are we gonna eat, or what?

Don't you think we oughta wait on Jen?

Here, Dawson.

Nice, normal people would, but who knows

how long pretty boy is going to take...

To, uh-- Oh, look. Bread.

Uh, I'm gonna check to see

what's takin' so long. Be right back.

Dawson?

I'm sure she'll be right in.

Trust me. I'm in no mood to cause a scene.

I'm just gonna see if she's okay.

I'm all for scene causing.

I wanna serve the guy up as garnish for the third course,

but don't be that guy.

And I know you, man.

You're 10 times better than that guy.

Charlie? I should hope.

Not just Charlie. The guy who needs to check in

long before the check in is due.

If you start your relationship with Jen off like this,

panicking every time she leaves the room,

rushing out to size up the competition,

which is, let's be honest, what you're doing,

the whole thing is gonna have this needy overtone

that, believe me, is a rocky road best left untraveled.

That guy doesn't sound a heck of a lot like me.

Why do I get a feeling you're this guy?

'Cause generally you're a very wise man.

I don't want you to think

I don't appreciate your advice, 'cause I do.

But you're going out anyway. Exactly.

Well, can't say I blame ya.

Hey. Is everything okay?

Um, yeah.

Am I holding up dinner?

Don't worry. We'll wait.

Okay. Thank you.

Just one second.

Take your time.

Nice to meet you too.

You'll have to forgive my friends

if they're not vying to meet you,

but they're really good like that.

Listen, I don't expect you

to invite me in for cocoa or anything.

I just wanted to bring you this before finals.

The thought of you studying

without your flaming lips T-shirt saddened me.

Thanks.

Anyway...

Not that I expect you to sympathize or anything,

But, uh, Nora and I...aren't.

That's great.

But it looks like you...

Are?

His name's Dawson.

And I would have introduced you guys

if it weren't one of the more awkward

meet and greets known to man.

Yeah.

Not that this serves as an absolution,

but it seems like I have a habit

of picking the wrong guy, and--

And I feel like maybe this time

I made the right choice.

Well, I honestly just want you to be happy, Jen.

And I want you to know that.

I am.

I hope to see you around sometime.

Sure.

From afar.

At graduation.

Well, take care.

Bye.

Sorry, you guys.

Everything okay?

Yeah. Everything's fine.

T-shirt returned. Case closed.

You know what? I'm gonna get some more salad.

I'll be right back.

You know, uh, we need to, uh, change the music.

Jen?

Excuse me, I guess.

There. How's that? You happy now?

No, not really.

What? Do you think it's too poppy?

Can we just pretend

we're best friends for a minute?

All right? You're sleeping with Dawson.

Come on, any steps you wanna fill me in on here?

No.

No, no steps really, I just...

I don't know. It just happened, Jack.

And I wish you could understand that.

Oh, look. Look. I understand, all right?

I'm close enough to both of you to know

that even when you were platonic,

you were putting yourself up on this pedestal,

But come on. The guy's father just died.

He's trying to piece together how to get along with life,

let alone his love life, and you--

You just stopped going with Charlie,

what, a week ago?

Is this about Charlie?

Because I can't even begin to tell you

on how many levels we're over.

No, this is not about Charlie. It's about you.

I just don't think you're aware

of how delicate this scenario is, that's all.

I am perfectly aware of how delicate this...

I'm sorry, what did you call my relationship,

little scenario, is?

If you think what's going on in the kitchen right now

doesn't affect me, you're wrong, because it does.

All the more indication that maybe it's a little too soon.

Too soon for what?

Dawson and I are trying to figure out

what's going on between us.

Which would be a lot easier had we not

come home to this lovely little intervention.

Come on, Jen. It's not like we planned it like that.

It's a dinner, not an intervention.

Well, it feels like it.

I gotta ask,

like, who are you to talk?

Because you've conveniently erased yourself from my life

for the past few months.

That's a two-way street, Jen.

You haven't exactly been reaching out to me, either.

Maybe that's because I find it difficult

to have a heart-to-heart with a guy

who would choose a beer bong over his boyfriend.

Oh, yeah?

Maybe I don't wanna bother

trying to explain to someone

who's already made up her mind about me.

Good, then you should know how it feels.

It's like you haven't known me for the last few years

if you think that I'm capable of hurting Dawson.

How could you think that?

Oh, I don't know, Jen.

How can you write your best friend off

as a two-dimensional, beer-guzzling frat boy?

It's not even that anymore.

And it's not Dawson, is it?

You and I used to operate like this perfect clockwork.

You knew how I took my coffee,

I knew how you liked your toast.

I mean, what happened to those people?

Look, I'm just as happy living in denial as the next guy,

but, really, is the food that bad?

All in all, I totally give you kudos

for keeping it together tonight.

Well, I'm glad you're here too,

because sympathetic as I am to the drama and whatnot,

it is nice to look across the table

and see a pair of eyes who's not ready to kill herself

or the person sitting to her right.

Hmm.

Okay.

To not hating each other.

Cheers.

If Grams ever does get home,

she's not gonna be too pleased

to find out you've rubbed the pattern off her bowl.

Joey, I really appreciate

whatever reasons you have for pretending you're fine,

but you don't have to do that with me.

Do you miss me?

Do you miss being around me?

Yes.

Joey, of course I miss being around you.

It's just that, uh...

When you were talking about school and moving,

all I could think about was the distance between us.

I mean, our lives used to happen together, Dawson.

I think some part of you won't forgive me

for changing the future.

No. No, Jo, I changed the future.

I stayed.

For what?

You know for what.

Then what happened?

Dawson, how did I go from being

on the corner of possibility to being nothing at all.

You're not nothing at all, Joey.

You're the furthest thing from nothing, okay?

And I wish--

I wish I could give you an explanation.

You deserve one. I don't--

Dawson, I don't want one because I deserve it.

I don't want you to treat me

how you think you're supposed to.

I just...

I just want you to tell me.

Something shifted when my father died.

Something was lost.

And, uh, part of me,

the part of me that was still hopeful

just thought that maybe you and I could be on hold.

And then all of a sudden,

this path that I was on,

that seemed like such a great idea when I started it,

just stopped making sense.

The more I tried to stick to my routine,

the harder it was to breathe.

And then when Jen and I got out of town, it was...

It was like starting over.

Do you think that things would have been any different

if maybe I had gone with you?

I don't know. I can't answer that. I don't know.

All I know is when I was with Jen,

I felt like me.

You know, not the censored version of myself,

not the sad version of myself, just me.

For the first time in a long time.

And it-- It...

It felt good.

And you feel like you can't be yourself around me.

Joey, you're just hearing what you want to hear.

No, I think I'm hearing what you're afraid to tell me.

Joey, it hurts to be around you.

When I see you, even from across the room,

it brings up a thousand memories.

Not just of us, but of my entire life before.

It's like I'm frozen in this place that I can't bear to be.

I care about you so much.

As long as I can remember,

everything's always come back to you.

No matter what was happening between us.

Even the thought of you is at least a constant comfort,

I can't go back. It just hurts.

Pace, this looks amazing.

Yeah. Who delivered it, huh?

Say what you will,

Not that I have to tell you that.

But this one might actually err on the side of edible.

So, please do try it.

Thanks.

This is really good, Pace.

Is this espresso in the center?

Indeed. Delivered fresh from my kitchen to your veins

for a night of wakeful studies.

Mm, very, very impressive, Pacey.

Thank you.

Good to know that I salvaged something,

though I promise next time we do this,

it will be much, much easier.

Next time?

We can't quit now.

You don't stop riding a bike

just 'cause you smash into a tree.

Well, it's just, like,

we're all juggling these new developments in our lives.

Maybe we should take a break.

From each other?

How did we get here?

I mean, it seems like we've drifted

despite our best efforts.

Oh, I don't know.

You might be overestimating at best efforts.

I don't think a couple of drunken mishaps

and the occasional cup of coffee really cuts it.

Well, that's--

Thank you.

You know, maybe if we had actually

done this dinner thing like we planned,

the gap wouldn't have gotten so wide.

I had to give my stellar cooking skills time to gestate.

It's only natural that we drift apart a little bit.

Trite as it sounds, we're not in high school anymore.

Do you guys know how lucky you are?

I mean, I can't even name two people

I still talk to that I knew when I was 15.

Maybe you shouldn't take it for granted.

And plus, you know, none of them can cook,

and they're all hepped up on goofballs.

It is actually kind of amazing

that we all still know each other.

And we can't really expect each other

to be exactly as we were when we first met.

That's a lot to expect.

A lot to live up to.

Well, we're all still sitting here.

Must be something worth sticking around for, right?

Well, sure, I mean, the dessert.

Oh, and the lifelong friendships.

I'll toast that.

Cheers.

Hello, everyone.

Hey. Hi.

Whoo! Is this the Grams?

No offense, but you're kinda a lot cooler

than I thought you'd be.

Oh, yes,

I do seem to get that quite a bit.

And you would be?

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Ryan.

This is my roommate Audrey.

Oh, so this is the Audrey.

Your reputation proceeds you.

Oh, well, it usually does.

Well, someone needed to gather the troops.

Oh, it's lovely to witness this little reunion.

And I want to hear all about the weekend,

but I'm afraid I must retire this evening.

Oh, and, Dawson,

it's too late for you to go back to Capeside tonight.

You'll spend the night with us. Of course.

Good night, everyone.

AUDREY & Good night.

Good night, Grams. Good night.

Is that chocolate?

It is, indeed. And it just so happens

I have a slice of this for you, Mrs. Ryan.

Ah, Pacey Witter, you'll spoil me.

Good night.

Well, not to break up an otherwise rocking evening,

but I told some guys I'd meet them out, so I gotta go.

You know, I should go, too.

I have to study before it gets late.

Yeah, I'm with Pacey.

Always a pleasure. You can make me a tart anytime.

Be careful what you wish for.

Okay. You got that one for free.

Want to get breakfast tomorrow? Is that cool?

Yeah. That'd be nice. Sure.

Thanks for dinner, Pace.

My pleasure. Bye. You guys take care.

I'm gonna start on damage control in the kitchen.

Hey.

So I figure that I've heard a piece

of everybody's mind today except yours.

Hit me with your best shot.

Well, I'm sorry, Jen,

But I can't help you there.

You'll get no judgments out of me.

But that's awfully disappointing

because Pacey's judgments are the best kind.

Well, how about this?

I would be satisfied if everybody would just

do what makes them happy and left it at that.

But the planets would collide

and the sea would boil over with blood.

And don't I know it?

But you did seem happy.

At least for the first 5 minutes.

Maybe not so much after that.

Thank you.

You know what?

You shouldn't get stuck with cleanup duty.

Leave it.

Okay? Dawson and I will take care of it.

I don't know whether that's penance or pity,

but... I'll take it either way.

I'd say that we should do this more often,

but I think we should give that further consideration

in the light of day.

That sounds good to me.

You have a good night.

You too.

Joey, are you seriously gonna study all night?

Don't you feel like going out and doing a couple shots

or, like, I don't know, punching someone in the face?

You mean, someone other than you?

That's right. Keep it up with the funny.

Actually, I think the only thing

I am capable of doing tonight is studying.

Hey, guys. Oh! Hey!

They freed me from cleaning duties, so here I am.

Sweet. Wanna come out with me?

Hmm, thanks, but no thanks.

All my social graces have been used up for the evening.

Ya know what, though?

No offense, but being cooped up

with Professor Potter all night

is quickly losing its allure.

Would you mind if I tagged along?

Of course not.

Bye. See ya, guys.

Okay, we're so going to a gay bar.

Your efforts to set me up definitely call for revenge.

You know what I envy in you, Pace?

Your ability to see the big picture.

Ah, well, I am the visionary of our generations.

Seriously, I mean, when things got tough for you,

you knew that the thing to do

was to take a break from what was expected from you.

I mean, it must have been incredible out at sea,

to be able to start all over with yourself.

I think you're giving me too much credit.

The only thing I knew I wanted was to get out of town.

It's only later that it became a profound journey.

I mean, what do I know?

I think it's just a part of growing up.

I just feel like I'm acting

like I think Joey Potter is supposed to act.

You know, I'm--

Everything I thought I was supposed to want

and to have is shifted.

I just feel like I'm floundering.

Joey, you're stronger than I've ever seen you before.

You got the new school, the writing, the new friends.

You are becoming the woman

I always knew you were going to become.

So where is the flaw in that?

I guess you're right.

I expected this from him.

How could I possibly think everything else would change,

But we'd somehow remain the same?

Promises we made before we even knew how we would turn out,

It seems a little crazy.

The things we really want

Always seem like a good idea at the time.

Pace, I don't think I exactly wanted it.

There was this small part of me

that was relieved to get a break

and was relieved to know that someone else

was going to be taking care of him.

And now...

You just didn't expect to lose your place?

It sounds horrible.

No. It doesn't sound horrible,

it just sounds like the truth.

I am a firm believer things happen for a reason.

Things have a wonderful habit of working themselves out

Regardless of how you may plan them to the contrary.

So is this where you take your conquests to die?

I hope you're not afraid of the dark.

You're not leaving me up here, are you?

I don't think it would be very proper

to have relations with you in my grandma's-- No!

Dawson, put me down!

Put me down. Put me down.

You know what I think is scarier than an attic?

What? A basement.

Why? Because it has stairs,

and things hide underneath the stairs.

You're afraid of things hiding under stairs? Yes.

And in closets and underneath the beds.

You are deeply disturbed. I had no idea.

That is adorable.

Hush.

Well, it's a kind of thing that only boyfriends are privy to.

So...

Wanna talk about what happened tonight?

Nah.

Okay. Guess you can't change reality.

No.

There's even something cathartic about it.

I've had it with catharsis.

I'm taking a break.

Only for the winter months.

You can't have had it with catharsis.

We've still got New Year's ahead of us.

Dawson...

Can we just be boring?

I want to be very, very, very boring.

Well, I hate to disappoint you, Jen,

But, unfortunately, boredom is not exactly

the feeling you inspire.

No? Mm-mm.

Dawson, I think that this room has possibilities.

What kind of possibilities?

The kind we can talk about tomorrow.