I just didn’t want her holding it." Dawson: "So where does that leave us?" Joey shakes her head. Dawson flops back in his chair and grouses, "It’s all so complicated," and Joey comments philosophically, "You’re growing up, Dawson, that’s all. I mean, even Spielberg outgrew his Peter Pan syndrome." She gets up to leave. Dawson wants to know where she’s going. Joey says she can’t sleep over anymore, and they can’t talk to each other the way they used to do: "There are some things we just -- can’t say." Dawson disagrees and says he can tell Joey anything. She doesn’t believe him: "Yeah? How often do you walk your dog, huh?" Dawson, stalling for time: "What?" Joey: "You know what I mean -- what time of day? How many times a week?" Dawson looks at her, then away, then to the other side of the room, and doesn’t answer. Joey drops her gaze, and in that split second her whole face sort of gives way and she nearly bursts into tears (excellent acting by Katie Holmes right there), and Dawson says, "Good night." Joey climbs out the window and says, "See ya, Dawson," without looking at him, and he says "see ya" back. Down the ladder Joey goes as Dawson runs his hands through his hair in confusion and Chrissy Hynde wails in the background, and Joey stalks across the lawn of the Nookie Hacienda with her arms folded over her chest, beginning to cry, and Dawson bangs his head against his closet door. Joey runs down to her boat. Dawson slumps into his desk chair. As Joey unties the boat and snuffles, Dawson leans out the window and yells, "Joey!" She looks up as he confesses in full voice, "Usually in the morning, with Katie Couric!" If ever you needed the textbook definition of Too Much Information, look no farther than that snippet of dialogue. Joey squints at him and then starts giggling in spite of herself and pushes off the dock, and Dawson laughs also. But as Joey starts rowing away, she hears a car door slam, and when she looks towards the sound, what to her wondering eyes should appear but Gail, leaning into the window of an SUV and smooching with Bob, her co-anchor, and when Joey glances back at Dawson’s window he has already ducked back inside, and Joey looks worried as she drifts along on the creek. Thus beginneth the saga of the Faithless Hussy.