Nancy and Mike are walking into the Goat, and run into Stevie and some college chick who's probably actually college-aged, not like Warren's elderly companion. It's an uncomfortable position for both Nancy and Stevie. Stevie introduces his companion Shelley to Mike and Nancy. They met on the David Lynch website. Nancy says she didn't know that Stevie was a fan of David Lynch, and Stevie says there's a lot Nancy doesn't know about him, which was intended to sting her, but the slam nearly knocked her on her fine, dancing ass. Nancy seems a bit ruffled as Stevie says he'll see her around, and leaves with Shelley on his arm. Mike starts singing, "Uptown Girl...you're his Uptown Girl." Nancy hits Mike as he grins, glad that his wife isn't hanging out with teenage boys on the internet anymore.
Back in class, Warren's quietly telling MegaMark that he is indeed an idiot, and that girls like Granny Carrie and Jessica Martel may not be the answers to solving his life's problems. MegaMark does his best Yoda impression and says that you don't solve life: you live it. And he can fantasize all he wants about the hotties, but the reality will eventually sink in that he's a schlep and will always be resigned to dating girls like...and he nods in Diane's direction, who's entranced in a book with a slight smile on her face. Warren and MegaMark glance at her as she feels their glares on her skin, slowly looks up, and loudly says, "What?!" They both look back down at their books as she returns to hers. Warren takes another look at her and tries to imagine life with Diane by his side as she sort of glances at him out of the corner of her eye. Without sounding too schmaltzy, here...it really was a warm moment...one of those moments that Ed is so good at pulling off without a hitch. That one moment signified the beginning of the Warren and Diane era, which will prove to be a well-crafted bone thrown out from the creators of the show to those of us who want to see Ed and Carol get their mack on. They can't give us that right now, but they'll give us an even sweeter romance in Warren and Diane. Christ. I'm getting all warm and gushy here. Somebody gimme a Kleenex and let's move on to the next scene, dammit.