Vice-Office. Scott is interviewing the other student with the identical essay, as Sporty Spice suggested. She is supposedly a good student, but she is the spitting image of Rayanne Graff, so I have a tough time buying that. Anyway, Scott asks her if she's been copying Sporty Spice's work. "No." He asks if Sporty Spice has had access to her work. "I don't know. Not that I'm aware of." Scott's all, "The truth would be the very best policy to adopt right now if you are honest with me now, you can avoid suspension. Take ten seconds, and tell me whose work is reflected in these papers." Then Scott pulls out the big guns. Apparently "little birdies" told him that Rayanne was at a rave last night, and likes to ingest illegal substances at these raves (hey, she IS Rayanne Graff), and he tells her that if she doesn't tell him the truth, he'll make her give him a urine sample. She ponders once more, and then admits that she copied. "But not all of it! Just a few chunks! Just middle chunks!" Scott smiles.
The Un-geon. Ronnie is giving Harmon-ita the "this could follow you for the rest of your life" speech. Harmon-ita says she's okay with that. Me too. Take it off! Then she's all, "Why are you taking this so personally?" Oh, I get it. Because at least once an episode, a teacher has to have had the problem the student is going through (ADD! Anorexia!). Harmon-ita says it's the first step towards something bigger, a career. "In nude modeling?" "At first. But then maybe acting." "Adult films?" "No. Real acting. In real movies." Ronnie asks if it wouldn't make more sense to enroll in some theatre classes, but Harmon-ita rattles of her mental list of Oscar winners who have done Playboy: Kim Basinger. Angelina Jolie. Um uh that's it. Ronnie points out that only a handful of women out of thousands go on to things like that. "Most end up either doing adult videos or stripping." "Look. Some kids are good at math or science or writing. They're smart. Some are good at sports or music. That's their gift. That's what they were born with. Don't you think it would be wrong for them to ignore what they're really good at? Ms. Cooke, I'm not smart. My grades are barely good enough to graduate. I'm not good at sports, I can't sing. My gift? It's how I look. I'm pretty. I have a nice body. Why shouldn't I use it?" Ronnie touches her nose for some reason.