Silver! Silver is here to make everything better! She greets the boys and immediately orders a tray of tequila shots (or at least that's what she'd do if I were producing this show). Chris and Liz and Allison and Beckanne show up and everyone cackles delightedly. And then Ronnie's there, so surely someone will do an awkward pole dance at some point. Beckanne speculates in her talking head about how Chris must be feeling with Christiana absent, but then someone finally, blessedly, orders some drinks and Ronnie makes a toast. He says he loves watching everyone dance, but more importantly there are twelve more days till he gets his boot off and can dance again. The dancers celebrate.

The next morning, Allison stands on a balcony and tries to build some suspense on whether she'll stay or go. Well, since she basically already gave Rex her answer (and since it's been on the internet since last spring), I'm not really holding my breath. Adam arrives and Allison delivers her prepared speech about how she wasn't expecting her promotion, and the Dread Boyfriend issues, and her plans to retire. Adam channels my inner shouty lady when he very gently says, "Life is about compromises, but compromises don't mean giving up. And no one should tell someone else to give up their passion." PREACH, ADAM.

Allison gets teary and tells Adam how grateful she is for her role at Ballet West, and then hands him her signed soloist contract. Adam is delighted. In his talking head he's even more delighted when he refers to how she can now concentrate on her dancing, without that fuckhead Dread Boyfriend ruining everything. "You can be a beautiful artist and have a beautiful life at the same time," he counsels sagely. Maybe he should record that as a series of affirmations for Christiana.

Ronnie and Josh, perhaps because they are crazy people and perhaps because being near the beach means the dancers feel honor-bound to impersonate the old Abercrombie & Fitch Quarterly (RIP, soft-core porn of the late '90s), have made a bonfire on the beach. The other dancers shlep over a huge pile of blankets and coolers, fully equipped with marshmallows for toasting and champagne for swilling (well done there, Classy Chris Ruud). Josh has never toasted marshmallows before, which just blows Chris's mind.

Allison and Rex gambol about. He's wearing a ridiculous porkpie hat while Allison blathers about how she feels like she needs to prove her love to him and try to get him back. What she really wants is to hit the reset button on the last year and for them to be where they were before last season's drama. You get the feeling Allison is much more comfortable being the partner who's less invested in the relationship, the way she was last year.

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