Dawson and Jen are in the car. He's driving and she's reading him The Pander College Of Contrivance course catalog, and the fake courses she's reading him are so stupid I'm not even going to transcribe them. Seriously, they're all like "Tight Pants and Bad Hair: The Iconography of Steve Sanders." "You really want me to enroll in this local college, don't you?" Dawson asks. Jen insists that she thinks he'd get a lot out of it. Dawson sort of rolls his eyes and changes the subject, saying that this is the first time he's ever brought a girl home. Well, duh. This is the first time you've ever lived away from home. Also, didn't he sort of bring Gretchen home? I mean, I know she lived in town and they weren't doing it or anything, but…oh, whatever. Jen blushes and says this is the first time she's even been brought home. "Usually, I get brought to a hotel." Because she's a bad girl! A bad, bad girl with a naughty, naughty past. Who had sex too young! And who barely escaped New York without a big old scarlet "A" on her chest. God! Jen! We get it! Dawson smarms that they've already been to a hotel, but if she wants to stop by another one, she should just say the word. "Why, Dawson Leery, I am shocked at your presumptuousness," Jen says in a high, slightly British-sounding voice that I think is supposed to be Grams. Dawson shakes his head. "You know, you might not want to do Grams while you've got your hand on my thigh," he says. "It's just a little…" He trails off. "Sorry," Jen chuckles.
A red Mustang speeds past Dawson and Jen as they enter Capeside. Inside it is Pacey and Joey. Since when does Pacey drive a 'stang (to quote Brandon Walsh)? Joey's yammering about Dawson and Jen, all talking about how it "makes sense" that Dawson would "end up" with Jen, because Jen is "spontaneous" and "guys always wind up with the wild girl." If that was true, I would never get a date. Yes, sadly, I am rather staid. "I could see it in his face when she got out of the taxi!" Joey sputters. Pacey just keeps steering, and mildly advises Joey that it might be in her best interest to "get past this." Joey rolls her eyes. "I'm past it," she lies. She barely even thinks about them, she says. "They just happen to be on your mind right now," Pacey supplies. "Actually, I'm wondering whether or not this car is yours," Joey says. Pacey grins. "It is indeed," he says. Joey wrinkles her nose and wonders where he got it. But Pacey has something "more interesting" to talk to her about, he says. There's a waitress position open at Liberty Hell. I presume this is the position recently vacated by She Who Shall Not Be Recapped, to which I say, welcome, Continuity. I've heard so much about you, it's really a pleasure to -- hey, wait, where are you going? Shit. Joey's like, you have got to be kidding me. And Pacey's like, but with your qualifications as a server of food and beverage….Joey's all, like Non-Liz Non-Claiborne would give me a reference! Pacey gives up on convincing Joey to work with him and changes the subject, asking if she's checked her grades yet. Joey quickly sputters that she hasn't, and, further, she totally doesn't even care. "So, you're freaking out," Pacey translates. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Pace, but I've changed," Joey insists. Pacey is all, whatever. "I took my tests, I did my best. There's nothing more I can do, so I'm moving on," Joey explains. Pacey doesn't buy it. "There's a fundamental difference between saying you're going to change and actually doing it," he points out. Joey gives him a "you know me all too well" look and Pacey grins at her, and they keep speeding down the highway.