Then we're at the Flashelor Pad as Dawson carries a box of Flash stuff into what is a pretty lame-ass looking loft apartment garishly painted in primary colours and with a bunch of exposed brick. Note to the Flash: It is not 1986, and you are not Charlie Sheen in Wall Street. Dawson tells the Flash that's the last box, and starts to book. The Flash tries to stop him, asking what the rush is. The Flash, by the way, is wearing a too-short t-shirt with a v-neck that shows too much of his over-weight-trained pecs. The Flash invites Dawson to "hang out." "Working that 'friend' angle?" Dawson wearily asks. "I was trying," admits the Flash, then adds, "Talk to me. Look, Dawson, we've always been able to talk, freely and openly [ow! Quit it]. I don't want that to change." "Okay, let's talk," Dawson agrees. "Okay, good," says the Flash. "How's Joey?" Dawson answers, "Joey dumped me, and is falling for another guy. Next?" The Flash gamely tries again: "And Jen?" Dawson answers, "Probably drunk and stuck to a sidewalk somewhere." "Dawson --" the Flash chides, but Dawson cuts him off, telling him, "This isn't going to work. I'm gonna get going."