Then we're on the docks with the Bad Girls who are looking for Vincent and Abby is in this black spaghetti-strapped tank top and a patterned dark green skirt and OPAQUE BLACK STOCKINGS which given the sunny day were totally inappropriate, and as if that weren't bad enough she's also got on this gauzy long-sleeved something that looks like it's made of cellophane and she is just one big don't, but she is not alone since Jen is wearing floral-patterned blue-ish v-neck dress under a blue-ish short-sleeved crew-neck cardigan and the combination of these clashing necklines creates a distressingly matronly effect so that instead of looking like the sexpot she apparently aspires to be, she is in fact clad in an outfit that would not be out of place on Grams if she had a church picnic to attend, but whatever ill may be spoke of Jen's outfit, at least it is seasonal, unlike Abby's. Jen tells Abby they'll never find Vincent, and that anyway he's old enough to be Abby's father, and hasn't Abby heard of statutory rape? Abby scoffs. Rape, what a joke.

Then we're at the art exhibit with Joey and Jack and Jack is shocking Joey right out of her gourd by revealing not only that he is not a clod, but that he knows a surprising amount about art, to the extent that he has a favourite expressionist and that it is in fact Jarvis, the subject of the art lecture Joey and Dawson attended. So Jack is telling Joey about Jarvis' manic-depression and the fact that half his work is chaotic and the other half is suggestive, and then they arrive at Winter Mist (which had been so contentious for Joey and Dawson earlier) and Jack tells Joey that he finds this particular painting intense and Joey squints at him in, if I may say, an oddly feline manner, and Jack asks, "What?" and she answers, "Nothing, I just had no idea that you were such an art connoisseur" and Jack says, "What, you thought my only talent was waiting tables?" and then I guess Joey figures it's time to flip to Flirt Mode, because she makes with the teasing and the jabs and says, "No, because if that were your only talent you'd be completely talentless" and Jack laughs because not only is Joey surprised to discover that Jack has a brain in his head, but she also thinks he's a lousy waiter? Memo to Jack: the crappiness of your waitery has been fully established, so don't bother. But he tells her he's "awesome" but then relents and admits that "once in a while" he might mess up an order, and she scoffs and informs him that he's "a walking sight gag" and then she's gone too far because he gets all wounded and says, " 'Sight gag'? I guess that's one way of looking at me," and Joey's face falls, and Jack goes on say, "but just like if some shallow person stumbled across all these paintings and labeled them like, I don't know, messy, or meaningless," and Joey's face falls some more because that shallow person has come in here, so to speak, and his name is Dawson Leery, but Jack's not done yet: "but if you stare at the images long enough you can see they're filled with great power, and passion, intelligence." And Joey gets the point and apologizes for jumping to the wrong conclusion because "there's obviously more to [Jack] than pratfalls" and Jack says, "You ain't seen nothin' yet" and she smirks as if to say, "All right sir."