Jen and Jack's room. They sit facing each other in front of the fire, and Jen polishes off another makeshift highball of vodka while Jack says sourly that he's a lousy drunk. "Aw, baby, you're a great drunk," she reassures him, but he blithers on about how she gets entertaining when she's inebriated, whereas he just becomes "sullen and introspective." Jen calls "sullen and introspective" sexy qualities, but he corrects her, "Sexy is the ability to have a little bit of fun." You do see what's happening here, right? Anvil's not blocking your view? Can you hear the music? Here, I'll turn it up: "Bamp chicka bamp bamp, wah wah wah wahhhhh wahhhhhh, bamp chicka bamp bamp." Okay, on we go. Jack tells her that she's a sexy drunk: "You get brave and crazy." Jen says that he's much braver than she. He says no, he's scared. She asks what of, and he says he's scared he'll "end up alone," that he'll always be the friend or the brother or the confidant and "never quite somebody's everything," and mostly that he'll never find a guy he loves as much as he loves Jen. Aw. Jen is touched. She kisses her hand and touches it to his forehead. Then she kisses his forehead with her lips. Then there's an interminable moment where they get closer…and closer…and closer…and the flames leap in the background…and then they kiss. And then we go to commercial, and I wonder why the writers and the WB can't just have Jack kiss a boy instead, because this is ridiculous, and if it's Kerr Smith holding up the show, well, he's an actor and he can bloody well get over it. In short, WHATEVER. Also, bamp chicka bamp bamp.