The strains of faux reggae lead us into filler scenes of tropical paradise, and slowly we pan over to a boat called "Benchmark," on the deck of which Pacey "So Why Don't You Kill Me" Witter futzes with various lines. A guy with mini-dreads tells him to take a break, because he's making Mini-Dreads tired. Mini-Dreads can come take a nap on my couch if he likes, because he's cute. Pacey asks where he might find a phone, and Mini-Dreads hands over his cell phone and tells Pacey to meet him in the bar when he's done making his call. Pacey dials, lets it ring a few times, then makes a "fuck that" face and hangs up and follows Mini-Dreads.