Somewhere, in a musical instrument shop far, far away...Allie's playing with some little instrument and doing this funky little dance that's actually kind of funny. Then she and Brett sit down with a tarot card reader for a little mystical insight from beyond. Tarot Lady tells Allie that she sees school being overwhelming, but that she's going to finish out the year great. You see, Allie? You didn't have to worry -- Tarot Lady says it's all going to be okay. Can you pass the bong? Allie then asks where Tarot Lady sees her friendship with Brett going. Tarot Lady tells her that eventually one of them is going to move out of state, but that they'll still have the same relationship that they have now. General enough for you, Allie? She then tells them that they have a connection that's lasted many lifetimes or some shit like that. Whatever. Allie and Brett buy it because that's what they need to hear (yes, I'm a skeptic -- so what?), and then they discuss their future as co-dependent slacker phone-mates.
Back at Brad's place, he's calling Abalone and gently chastising her for going off on him the other day. Brad tells her that he's not going to accept her apology right away and Abalone, kind and compassionate soul that she is, hangs up on his ass. Some kid on the sofa (Brad's brother? Friend? Lover? Who knows) tells Brad to let it go. "She's like, 'I'm waiting for you! I saved you some alcohol so we can pre-drink!' Okay, and your apology's not accepted yet," says Brad. "How can someone abuse words and say things that they don't really mean?" he intones in VO.
Later, at a super-excellent basement party, Abalone and Brad are hanging out. Well, they're in the same room much of the time, but they're not talking. So I guess "hanging out" is a rather strong phrase. Brad seems to think that Abalone's just playing games with him and that, a few days from now, she's going to call him or write him a letter profusely apologizing for her behavior. Don't count on it, Bradley. Brad doesn't know what he's going to do if she starts apologizing; he's always accepted her apologies, but now he's not so sure. At the party, the camera manages to catch Brad looking disgustedly at Abalone as she chats it up with everyone but him. It also manages to catch Brad leaving without saying goodbye and Abalone looking angrily after him. You dug your grave, Abalone; now rot in it.