Anyway, Audrey pouts, and promises that she'll cheerfully make herself scarce when Joey's "beau" arrives for the weekend. Joey almost smiles, and tells Audrey that, first, he's not her "beau," and, second, he's not coming anymore. "Dunston's not coming?" Audrey says, making her, officially, my girlfriend. "Do you need me right now?" she asks. "Because if you need me, I'll totally get rid of Zack. You may not be aware of this yet, but I'm pretty awesome like that." Joey half smiles and tells Audrey that she has to go see Prof. Wilder anyway. "And that's what you're wearing?" Audrey asks. "What do you mean?" Joey wonders. That when you sit down in his office in those low-cut jeans, you'll end up with your bare ass hanging out all over the place, and, also, maybe you should put on a bra? No, apparently Audrey thinks Joey needs to gussy up a bit, since Wilder's "gorgeous." No, he's really not. I had a gorgeous English professor, myself, once. Actually, truly gorgeous. Like an unholy combination of Robert Redford in The Great Gatsby and Rob Lowe. He got fired for having sex with several of his female students and is now a traveling soap salesman. Word to the wise. Joey huffs that she's going to see Wilder about a paper, not to hit on him, and flounces out of the room. Audrey sighs.