Carol and Ed are shooting pool and discussing the merits of Brooks Robinson when Ed goes to use an "A" cue or whatever they're called. I wouldn't know, because the only reason I've ever used a pool table was for recreational purposes that resulted in a lot of moaning, groaning, and cries of, "Get off me, you fat cow!" Carol suggests that Ed might be gay for having to use such a feminine cue to sink a ball, and calls him "Edna." Ed calls Carol a lesbian because she never let him get in her pants. Seething, Ed goes to the bar to get a beer and sees Dr. Crazy drinking alone at the bar. Crazy thanks Ed for dropping the case, and Ed tells him that he did a good thing tonight. Crazy tells Ed that he was right: as a celebrity, Dr. Crazy has power. He can just go on TV, say the right words that certain people may want to hear, and BAM! They do what he wants them to do. He orders another Cosmo and smugly asks Ed if he can buy him a drink. Ed's disgusted. Ed wants to spit. It's so obvious. He just wants to spit at Dr. Crazy, call him a bad man, and then bitch-slap him using the windmill effect that is usually reserved for little girls beating up bullies.
Warren's sitting in the hallway of the school, wanting to cry. Now, not only is he still a nerd, but he's a nerd who made a complete ass of himself with absolutely no help from anyone. Diane walks up and tells him he's getting his cape all dirty sitting on the floor. He wants to know what she's doing there, and she says she ate some expired cottage cheese which compelled her with the urge to go sit through a pep rally. Warren tells her that she was right -- he crashed and burned like Dale Earnhardt. His dreams of nailing Jessica Martell are now officially over. Diane pshaws that theory and says that stranger things have happened. Warren is disgusted that Diane actually pities him, which classifies him as an even bigger loser than he originally thought he was. Anyway, he'll never chase after Jessica again. Diane tells him that if he changes his mind, she'll help him get Jessica. He wants to know how. She says that ever since junior high, she's been watching these people and how they operate. She's Jacques Cousteau and the popular people are fish. She looks at Warren as a new science experiment which certainly beats injecting rats up the ass with liquid cancer.