Previously, on Dawson's Creek: Capeside Six Feet Under-ed the Flash; Dawson convinced himself that his father's tragic death was entirely his fault; Jen started having sex with someone she knows absolutely nothing about, other than the fact that he's really cute; Pacey got a job in a restaurant and infuriated the bitchy waitress who wanted the gig; Jack made plans to join a fraternity and Tobey called him "the gay Uncle Tom"; Dawson told Joey he wanted to be alone and Joey cried about it.

Leery House for Widows and Orphans. The Widow Leery is upstairs in the bedroom, folding blankets and sheets, while the Orphan Dawson is yammering on and on and on about all the chores he's done for her: fixing the clogged bathtub, paying all the next month's bills, getting Lily a new pacifier. Gale just keeps folding and finally tells her son, irritably, that he ought to "take a break." She has no more chores for him. Dawson just stares at her. "Okay," he mumbles. "So what about taking Joey up on her offer?" Gale asks. "She's been calling just about every day asking you to go see her." Dawson twitches, and explains that "it's been so hectic" lately, what with all the Man of the House stuff he's been doing. He bites his lips. Gale reiterates that she's perfectly fine, and that he can go away for a weekend without her falling apart. She tells him to go to Boston to see his friends. "Lily and I will be right here when you come back," she chirps, and, hoisting her basket of linens, leaves the room. Dawson stares after her gloomily, and sits in the windowsill and stares at the phone.

Hang on a sec. Paula Cole doesn't want to wait? Why didn't anybody tell me?

Worthington College For Neurotic Motherless Children And Their Sassy Roommates. Joey and Audrey are jogging. Well, Joey is jogging. Audrey is panting and flailing. "So, when you go out for a jog," Audrey exhales, "you're actually…" Joey looks at her. "Jogging, yes," she says. "You're not just ditching me to go have some iced cap frappe-y thing by yourself?" Audrey pants. "Because, you realize," she continues, "I never would have signed on for this little group bonding session if I thought real exercise was involved." Audrey is a girl after my own heart. I personally prefer to lose weight by mainlining speed and eating only Cheetos, rather than actually exercising. Not really. Say no to drugs! Although, actually, the Cheetos part is true. Seriously, for, like, a period of two weeks in August, all I wanted to eat was Cheetos, and I seriously lost, like, five pounds. I turned orange, but, you know, everything's a trade-off. Anyway, Audrey, panting, flops down on a bench. "Must. Sit," she heaves. Joey jogs a few more paces before realizing that she's lost her roommate. She lopes back to Audrey, and promptly loses her mind.