Jen's waiting for Dawson on the porch of Casa Leery. "Interested in some [word unintelligible] sex?" he asks. Please, for the love of all that is righteous and holy, no! Jen doesn't think he'd be up for that. Insert the de rigueur "up for" sex crack. "How was your evening?" Dawson asks, sitting next to her on the steps. Jen tells him that she had a nice chat with Gale. "Once she realized I was after you for more than your body, she lightened up," Jen explains. "We talked about you. Moving to Boston. A certain attic with your name on it. An attic that would be a really great place for you to study," Jen says. Dawson makes a thoughtful face, but says he doesn't think it's "the right time" to move to Boston. Jen says she thinks it is, and so does Gale. Dawson shakes his head and reminds Jen that his family is complicated. "You think I don't know that?" Jen asks. "You have to admit, you're not the best person in the world to be giving me advice about parents," Dawson says. Jen looks like she's been slapped, and stutters that "that's not fair." It's also hitting below the belt and really assy, but she doesn't mention that part. "Those are the facts," Dawson says. "You don't even talk to your mom. And if you want to talk about how I should live my life, we should find a different subject." Jen looks shaky, although I can't tell if she's hurt or angry or planning his death or what. "I actually don't want to talk to you at all right now," she says, and stalks off. Dawson looks at his lap and realizes that he may have just assholed himself out of sex for weeks.

Bar. Audrey is hustling Pacey at pool with a gigantic audience of horny dudes looking at her ass. "You rack 'em, I'll crack 'em, baby," she says, as she clears the table. Pacey looks amused, and asks Joey if she'd like to take Audrey in the next round. "I'll let you endure that indignity," she retorts. As Audrey…um, does something else somewhere, Joey and Pacey chat a bit about her grades, and how she's an obsessive freak and there's no hope for her whatsoever. Pacey grins and reminds her that she knows how to loosen up. She just needs to do it more often. Joey grins in return. Man, their faces are really, really close to each other. Like, kissable-close. She wonders which part of her contains that whole loosened-up bit. Because she'd like to locate it. Pacey looks down at her. "Other Joey," he explains. That's such a shout-out. Although, technically? It's Old Joey. Maybe Old Joey and Other Joey are different Joeys. Maybe one of them works for -- wow, I almost launched into an X-Files-ian explanation of how there could be both an Old Joey AND an Other Joey. Never mind. Pacey explains that Other Joey ran away for a summer on a sailboat. And sang in a beauty pageant. And had sex with him. (He doesn't add that last part, though). "Other Joey?" she asks, grinning. The other one knows better than to let things that are completely out of her control bother her, Pacey explains. "Like Dawson and Jen," Joey says. Pacey puts his hand on her shoulder and smiles. But Audrey interrupts this 'Shipper Moment with some blather about the similarity between her eyeshadow and the chalk for the pool cue. Joey grins and excuses herself to hit the bar. She tells Pacey that she's "going to keep an eye out for that other girl." Pacey takes a C-note out of his pocket and tells her to "buy [Other Joey] a drink. On [him]." Joey stares at the bill, impressed, and wonders where he got the cash. "I work for a living," Pacey grins.