Ally and Corretta present arguments in front of Judge Seymore Walsh. Ally's case is weak and she knows it. Rev. Harris jumps up and asks permission to speak, then fucks up by referring to Malcolm as a "borderline necrophiliac." A close-up of Andrea shows us that the actress playing her is at least twenty-four years old. Malcolm is forced to sit on the stand and tell everyone that he cried for a couple of days after Andrea dissed him. He says that everyone in school laughs at him as it is, and now it'll be even worse when they see that Andrea's not going to prom with him like he told everybody she would. Judge Walsh is sympathetic, but he can't give Malcolm a court order to force Andrea to go with him to the prom.

Oh, yeah...and there were a bunch of meta-statements and significant looks that were supposed to indicate that Ally was mentally drawing comparisons between Malcolm's situation and her own. But you could have guessed that, right? I bet you also could have guessed that when I hit stop on my VCR and saw a few moments of The Young and the Restless, I realized that the whole cast had been frozen in time. Only Nina's son Philip has aged, and he's made up for everyone else's refusal to age by going from age five to age eighteen in only eight years. I jot down, "Web search -- Y&R plastic surgeon" on the pad near my computer and go on with the recap.

In the courthouse hall, Ally sits her clients down and tells them about her ruined love for Billy and for Larry. We learn that Rev. Harris did, indeed, meet Larry Paul, and that he found him "dandy." Ally explains to Malcolm that even after what's happened, she still believes in love and in the fact that she will love and be loved again. Malcolm absorbs this and then says, "But the prom's Friday." Horror-movie music plays as Ally's eyes widen. I don't understand why. My phone rings. I pick it up and one of my friends says, "Moulin? Rouge." I see Nicole Kidman on the TV screen. "Hel-lo...mocha choco-latta ya ya, Miss Thing," I say. I hang up and get back to work.