As Joey folds her arms and sets her jaw, Pacey says that there isn't; he just wishes he knew "what that something was." Yeah, join the club, G. Pacey knows she's scared, he gets that, but she won't admit what she's scared of, and he thinks she knows "exactly what it is -- you're just too afraid to say his name." "Dawson?" Joey sneers, then starts whining that Pacey can't bring Dawson's name up every time their relationship hits a rough patch, and frankly I agree -- Dawson isn't the problem here, and I really wish the writers would stop trying to force that. Pacey says "fine" about a dozen times to shut her up, and confesses that he's scared, not of whether they sleep together but of "that little piece of [her] heart that will always belong to Dawson Leery." Joey fights to keep from crying as Pacey talks about that part of Joey "that always envisioned [her] first time being with" Dawson. Pacey's scared that that part of her doesn't want her first to be him. Joey says as coldly as she can manage, "That's how you feel?" and in so doing pretty much turfs any sympathy she'd built up with me. I could understand the sulking, and even the humorless whining, up to a point, but -- I've had it. Joey struggles to keep an even tone of voice as she asks why he stuck around for nine months if that's how he feels and what he believes. "I'm just a glutton for punishment, I guess," Pacey says, getting up to leave and bringing our meta-comment count to three. Pacey closes the door behind him, and Joey leans on her arms to cry in earnest. Hey, Joey? Looks good on you, virgin.