In the hot tub, Chris and Jen share a giggle. Jen thinks they should get back to studying; Chris tells her, "Relax -- we're in a hot tub. Studying is not permitted." Please, please, please, I beg of you, shut up, Chris. Shot of Jen's steamed-dumpling cleavage; shot of Chris's dorky pendant. Jen and Chris start kissing. Their lips smack together. Bleh. Jen stops Chris and asks, "What if I don't want to mess around?" Chris pseudo-chivalrously responds, "Then we won't. I'm not a bad guy -- I just want to have fun." For some reason, this answer doesn't make Jen barf, and she asks in a husky voice, "Well, tell me, Christopher Robin [no comment], what is your idea of fun?" Chris says, "This," and kisses her again before asking, "So Jen, are we on the same page?" Jen says, "Same page," and they start making out in earnest. Shut up, Chris. And give your cheesy lines back to the frat boy you borrowed them from. And don't let your mother cut your hair ever again. And shut up.

Dawson watches Jen and Chris making out from the kitchen window; behind him, Joey studies. Andie storms past Pacey on the porch and into the house. Dawson asks Pacey if Andie is okay; Pacey says she'll be fine, she just wants to be alone right now. Dawson asks why Pacey didn't just write "no." Pacey says he didn't want to lie to Andie, and asks Dawson what he would have done. Dawson wants to think he would have answered honestly, but says, "I seem to have trouble saying a lot of things lately, you know?" Pacey claps Dawson on the shoulder and says, "You know what? Try harder." I don't really get that, but I think Dawson got dissed, and I don't need to know more than that. Dawson looks out the window again, then goes back out on the porch, where Joey has moved (?) with her books. Joey tells him she doesn't want to talk anymore tonight, she just wants to get some studying done. Dawson doesn't hear this and launches into "Joey, I thought what we had was special." Joey stares at him in disbelief and says she's serious -- she doesn't want to discuss anything but their midterm. Dawson confronts her with her "twice" answer; Joey says disgustedly, "You looked at my test?" Dawson denies doing that because he got in so much trouble with the journal incident, but "Chris's little sister was kind enough to impart that information." As Joey grimaces, Dawson tries to keep her focused on the important topic of himself, pleading, "Joey, you said that I was your world -- when did you have time to fall in love with guy number two? I refuse to believe that you're shallow enough to fall in love with Jack," blah blah blah fishcakes, at which point Joey shouts at him to "stop this," and that she doesn't know, and why they can't go back to "the way things were" and "just being friends," and Dawson asks if she really wants that, and she yells, "Yes!" and Dawson says, "After everything we've been through, you just want to go back to being friends?" and Joey firmly says, "Yes," and Dawson, practically in tears, tells her that if she can't understand why that can't happen, if she doesn't get that, she doesn't get him, and Joey just closes her eyes and goes inside. Behind Dawson, Dina starts clapping and says, "Very emotional -- Oscar-nominating [sic]. Really." She snidely asks if Dawson is crying. Dawson rounds on her and asks if she wanted a kiss, and does she know what goes along with that, "repercussions" blah blah blah "it doesn't just end with a fade-out" blah blah blah "hearts get broken, friendships get ruined" blah blah blah "just do yourself a favor -- don't rush it," and by this time Dawson has gotten right up in Dina's face, and Dina starts crying and pushes past him into the house, and when he turns around to watch her go, he sees Joey staring at him in shock from the doorway. Joey makes a little "uch" sound and walks off, and Dawson does his patented Bad Blocking 101 running-of-hands-through-hair-in-dismay and frustrated-flapping-of-arms, and he looks at the hot tub, now empty, and at the guest house, now darkened, and he and his Old Navy chinos sit down on the steps in despair. Excuse me while I arrange the shipping of a stepladder to Chateau Loup so that Dawson can get over himself.