Meanwhile, as Waiting For Guffman unfolds on the screen, Pacey plunks himself down next to TaMAHra. Misunderstandings ensue as Pacey offers to sit next to her, presents her with a Milk Dud, tells her he reserved The Summer Of ’42 for her, invites himself over to watch it with her, and so on and so forth. Then TaMAHra’s date, Mr. Gold, appears with an armload of snacks and asks TaMAHra if Pacey is "bothering" her, and she says no, but Pacey doesn’t get the hint, and TaMAHra tries to let him down easy, and Mr. Gold grabs Pacey’s arm, and when Pacey wrenches out of his grasp, Mr. Gold spills an economy-sized bin of popcorn all over the bruiser sitting behind them who had just told Pacey to put a lid on it, and the bruiser proceeds to punch Pacey in the face. Oops.

Out in the lobby, Dawson gets up in Joey’s face: "Are you tweaking? What is your problem?" Joey gives it right back: "My ‘problem’ is that from the moment Miss Highlights showed up you haven’t said one word to me!" Dawson, outraged: "Crap, that is pure crap, and you know it!" Joey, equally infuriated: "All I know is that all your blood is rushing downward and you can’t even acknowledge another human being is even present!" Um, Joey? You’re talking about Dawson. Get used to it. Dawson, fed up, says he likes Jen and wonders why Joey can’t understand that: "I thought you were my friend!" Joey understands, all right: "I understand everything! I’m tired of understanding! All I do is understand!" She pushes past Dawson, and Dawson calls out, "Joey!" and she turns around slowly, glares at him, and proceeds to scorch him: "Nothing penetrates with you, Dawson. You’re so far removed from reality you can’t even see what’s right in front of you." Word. Dawson doesn’t get it, and Joey explains, "Your life -- it’s a frickin’ fairy tale and you don’t even know it. You just want conflict for that script you’re writing. Stop living in the movies. Grow up." She turns away again and walks out, and we cut to commercial before Dawson’s hands wind up in his hair. Ach, Old Joey, we hardly knew ye.