Elsewhere -- and later, as it's dark -- Pacey is throwing rocks at a window, only to be interrupted by Jack. "Pacey. Why are you throwing rocks at my window?" he asks. Pacey's all, that's not Jen's window? And Jack is like, no. "Oh. My bad," Pacey says. He asks Jack to send Audrey down. Jack is like, what the hell are you talking about? Pacey explains that Audrey is "going to that concert thingie with Jen." I love a man who uses the word "thingie." As long as he's not talking about his penis. "They're probably inside, pimping away right now," he continues. Jack smirks. "Primping, not pimping," he corrects. "I know what I said!" Pacey yelps. Jack obviouses that Pacey seems a bit agitated. "Let me give you some advice about girls, my friend," he says. Jack snickers. "They like to be called!" Especially, apparently, when there is sex involved. "You had sex with Audrey?" Jack asks. Pacey assents. "And you didn't call her?" He didn't call her. Pacey then runs down Audrey's whole We Can't Have Sex Because Someone Could Die theory, which reminds me of nothing more than that episode of Friends where Phoebe was scared to go to the dentist because every time she did, someone died. Anyway, Jack thinks Audrey's theory is nutso. "Finally, someone who agrees with me!" Pacey says, and asks Jack once again just to send Audrey down to see him. But they're already gone. "They pimped out of here ages ago," Jack says. "Well, great. That's just great. Obviously, this night has not gone quite the way I envisioned it. But the important thing, Jack, is that I still have my dignity," Pacey says. Jack makes a funny "not so much" face. Pacey sucks on his teeth thoughtfully. "So, what are you doing tonight?" he asks. "Actually, I know this bar that does not card," Jack begins. "Sold!" Jack attempts to tell Pacey "something" about said Non-Carding Bar, but Pacey doesn't want to hear it. "Okay," Jack says, smiling to himself. Now, whatever could that something be?
Backstage at the "rock" "concert." Jen's hair has looked better. Let's face it: Dawson's hair looked better in the first season than Jen's does right now. The hair people must be working through some sort of trauma. Right there, on Jen's head. Anyway, she and Audrey are lost. I don't know how one gets lost backstage -- how big can it be? -- but they are. They're talking about the boys in the band, and Audrey makes Jen promise to "let [her] have the cute one." Jen snorts that she can have whomever she wants; the band's music is "puerile and gimmicky." Besides, she says, Audrey did come with her to try to "get the Pacey out of her system." "Which you promised not to comment on!" Audrey squeals. Jen rolls her eyes and says something about how she came to the concert "for the music" and then to interview the band, and then she gets to go home to Dawson. "Who is out right now with Joey," Audrey points out. Dude, Audrey, for the love of God, back away from that subject. You so don't want to get involved in the bizarre love quadrangle. Jen sputters something about how that doesn't bother her at all, because she's all mature and shit. She's still sputtering when two guys come out of a nearby door and plant themselves in the girls' path. Audrey and Jen twitter girlishly at the sight of the dreamy rock and rollers! Who are totally not dreamy. Well, the one with the beard is okay under all the scruff, but the other guy (who's sporting a dirty brown Little Dutch Boy wig) is just grotty. The Wig wonders if they "ordered two beautiful blondes." I personally make it a point to run far, far away from the kind of men who equate women with pizza. The Beard thinks they might have, and asks the girls what they thought of the show. Jen burbles that it was "really good." When it's established that Jen is the radio personality sent to interview The Wig and The Beard, they run to grab their coats. Once they're out of earshot, Audrey hisses that she'll take the Beard. Here's my question: if Jen is the Dr. Laura of college radio, why is she interviewing cheesy musicians? Isn't that Charlie's job? Or someone's other than hers? Oh, whatev.
Super Fancy Film School For People Who Need To Be In Boston For Purposes Of The Plot. Joey and Dawson walk through the halls, Dawson yammering about how he finally feels like he's really fitting in at school, blah blee blah blah. Joey cracks that now he's pretentious like all the rest of the film geeks ("now"?), and he chuckles and then starts talking about French New Wave again and Joey just stares at him blankly. "You used to know this stuff," Dawson finishes lamely. Joey admits that she was faking so he would be impressed with her. Dawson stares at her, then cracks up and tells her that she's "way more of a girl" than he previously suspected. She's retorting that he's way more into French cinema than she previously suspected when he points across the room…at Creepy and some woman. He asks Joey if that isn't her English professor. Joey swiftly conceals her stricken expression and nonchalantly confirms this. Dawson eyes her, and tentatively wonders if she wants to go over and say hello. "Let's not," Joey snaps. She glowers in Creepy's direction as she and Dawson take their seats. "Okaaaaaay," Dawson drawls, but leaves it at that.