Treat drives up to the lake to use Walter's boat. We next see him on foot, and he has to walk over a lot of natural obstacles to get to where he's going, so we get the sense that this isn't going to be as great as Walter promised even before Treat discovers a small, rickety dock to which a rowboat is chained. Upon discovering that the rowboat is, in fact, the Sea Breeze, he mutters, "Walter? I'm gonna give you one very thorough colonoscopy when I get back." Aaaand we're back to the uncomfortable shifting. Nevertheless, he unchains the boat. Is he kidding? He's going to take his chances with that thing? I mean, he's lucky that the dock hasn't killed him yet. He manages to get into the boat without tipping over. That might be the very opposite of a blessing in disguise.
Magilla discovers the cookie Delia left for him. He spurns it, and takes a bookmark out of Delia's textbook instead. She tells him to give it back, as her mother got it for her. "It comes from my favorite museum in New York City and I can't get another one." Apparently they're making little boys out of stone these days, because Magilla is unmoved. Poor Delia. She's going to be as bitter as Ephram at this rate. I wonder if she'll dye her hair purple too.
Rehearsal. Mrs. Baxworth asks Ephram to start playing. Amy, who's nearest to Ephram, says she has to talk to him, but he doesn't want to hear it. She asks for a chance to explain. Ephram: "Explain what? Why your friends are total bitches? Or why you choose to be friends with them in the first place?" Amy says they weren't always like that, and Ephram snarks that she's chosen to ignore the bitchiness and follow along, "not unlike the Nazis." Ephram, the Nazi party wasn't built on bitchiness. This isn't a Mel Brooks movie. And I think you're right in letting Amy know you have your limits, here, but that comment was out of bounds. Anyway, Amy says that she's not a loner like him, and while she doesn't like what they did, "maybe if you weren't scowling all the time people wouldn't feel the need to disinvite you places." Ephram snarks back that maybe he should take up football and cow-tipping to make himself more popular. With that reference, this episode has officially crossed into Heathers territory. I can just picture Patch wailing, "I love my dead gay son!" Only he'd actually have it right. Amy gets in a proper snit and tells Mrs. Baxworth that the music is off, and there's nothing to keep time to. Mrs. Baxworth: "It sounds fine to me! He's improving!" Hee. Amy bitches on, and Ephram takes his anger out on the piano, and then storms out. Mrs. Baxworth asks Amy what happened. You treated a cute, nice boy like shit, Amy. That's what happened.