Pacey comes back to the apartment to find Alex on his leather sofa, drinking her champagne. Pacey appears less than thrilled to see her. "I thought you might need a friend," Alex says. "Come and sit," she says, patting her lap -- er, the sofa. Pacey sighs. "You realize she may never talk to me again," he says. "I told you nineteen is too young to be settling down," Alex says, rubbing his cheek. Pacey sighs. "You're driving me crazy, Alex. You realize that?" he asks. Alex can't help it, she says. Pacey is practically licking her arm. Alex tells him that she thinks people should "listen to their urges." If that was really a good idea, by the way, half of the people I run into on a daily basis would be dead right now. "Everyone already thinks you did it, Pacey, so why don't you just do it?" Alex asks. He stares at her. He kisses her. They mack. And she pulls away after a moment. "God, this is great. Too bad we have to stop," she says. Pacey looks stunned. "What about the heat?" he asks. Alex shrugs. "Well, just knowing that we could do it is enough," she says, peeling herself off the sofa. "It is?" Pacey yelps. "It is. It would just be inappropriate," Alex says, and leaves. Pacey looks very, very frustrated. Alex? Insane. I mean it. I think she's mental. I think she's Kimberly-ripping-off-her-wig-in-Michael's-bathroom-then-stealing-Jo's-baby-crazy.
Library. A couple is making out next to Joey, all smacky and giggly. She looks at them, disgusted and horrified. "Could you guys get a room?" she asks. The Kissyface Couple roll their eyes and huff and puff and leave. "It's a library," Joey says to the air, a hilarious expression on her face. That one scene almost redeemed her for me. Not quite. Almost. It was pretty close, though.