"So, that's Melanie," he comments to Pacey. "Melanie Shea Thompson," Pacey clarifies, before wondering aloud why "rich people always have three names." I was under the impression that most people have three names, actually. But I know what he means. Dougie makes some noise about more names to put in the will, before cutting to the chase and asking Pacey "what the hell" he plans to do with the rest of his life. Pacey makes a put-upon face. "Does this conversation ever get more interesting for you? Because I don't think it ever gets more interesting for me," he sighs. Doug points out that Pacey has been back from the Caribbean for a while, and asks if "this whole waiting-on-the-rich thing is going to become a permanent part of [Pacey's] life." Pacey quips that "nothing is permanent." Doug says he's glad to hear that, and slips his younger brother a business card. "A guy I know in Boston. A chef," he says. Pacey automatically rails against going to work at "a stupid restaurant" or "folding shirts or selling shoes." He gazes out at the water. "It's only a matter of time before I go back out there," he muses. Because his life, his love, and his lady is the sea. "Oh, yes! The sea. And here I am without my Old Spice," Doug snarks before explaining that the Chef at the Stupid Restaurant expects to see Pacey, so if Pacey could just pay him a visit so as not to embarrass Doug… "If I go see this guy, would you get off my case?" Pacey asks. Doug agrees with a grin -- a pained one -- and leaves. Pacey grimaces.
Joey and her Obscenely Low-Cut Pants finds the Add/Drop line. It's very, very long. She makes a sad face. Yup, that was the entire scene.
Cut over to Dawson and Audrey, who are walking around campus and talking about Los Angeles. Audrey tells Dawson that she's from L.A. and she hates it, so she can't "imagine what strangers must think." Well, some of them probably think, "Wow, the weather here is really nice and temperate. Hey, that's George Clooney!" I must admit, in the interest of full disclosure, that I'm a third-generation Angeleno, so the LA-bashing is a bit of a sensitive subject with me. At any rate, the conversation moves to talk of USC, which Dawson dubs "not entirely awful." As a UCLA graduate, I'm overcome with a desire to make fun of my rival, but since we're in this "Los Angeles Sucks" boat together, I'm going to resist. Also, when I said I was going to put a lid on the personal commentary? Yeah, I guess that was a lie. Dawson and Audrey play the "Do You Know So-And-So" game, and make fun of a girl in his class who went to high school with Audrey, and who is asking her fellow students to call her "Kiwi." "I knew film school would be full of posers, but I didn't know it'd be this bad," Dawson sighs. In that case, you'd think Dawson would fit in very nicely. Audrey asks if he likes college "in general," though. He hems and haws. Audrey says that "generally people who like college don't fly all the way home to see their high school friends in October." I'd just like to point out that sometimes people have problems adjusting to school, Audrey, and want to come home for a little bit. "Everybody gets homesick," Dawson tells her. I hate it when Dawson and I are in agreement. "Except this isn't your home," Audrey says. Dawson points out that all his friends are in Boston, so it's home-like. He muses that "it's a curse" to have such great high school friends, because if they sucked, every new person he ran into would be "a pleasant surprise." He makes a sad face. "Instead of a totally heinous letdown compared to the people you already know?" Audrey asks. Dawson almost laughs.