Previously on Felicity: Knoll and Ruby kiss; Elena discovers Tracy is a virgin; Felicity decides that she doesn't need Ben; Ben gives Felicity a time machine.
At the loft, Richard, Meghan, and Sean listen at Ben's door, trying to eavesdrop on Ben and Felicity. I thought that Ben's door had a frosted glass insert in it, but I guess he ran out and replaced it when he knew that he was going to get back together with Felicity. Ruby wanders by and wants to know what they are doing. Richard wonders if Ben and Felicity had sex and wishes that they (he and Sean) had a camera in there. Sean agrees. Meghan thinks they're like "two creepy pornographers." When Sean takes exception to that remark, Meghan completes her original thought by adding, "that I once dated." Hey Meghan, they wouldn't happen to have been brothers named Charlie and Emilio, would they? Julie arrives and thinks what they're doing is disgusting. Sean is trying to employ one of his "spy cams" which he has slipped under the door. When he spies something it is Ben who is mooning him and Felicity, who is flashing him. Meghan comments, "That's my girl," and walks away. The crowd disperses and Richard looks miffed.
We're right back where we left off last week, on the roof with Ben and Felicity, watching the movie. Felicity is dictating a letter to Sally, telling her about "the most romantic night of [her] life." By now, Felicity and Ben have moved to his bedroom and we get all kinds of slow-motion making out. Felicity tells Sally that she and Ben talked about everything, including how much they missed each other. Ben told Felicity that his mother can't afford his tuition for next year, but luckily, a friend of his set him up with a good construction job for the summer, so they'll be able to spend the break together in Palo Alto, and Ben will earn his tuition. Felicity exclaims that this tape will be the happiest one that Sally has ever received from Felicity.
Ben and Felicity, who are still in bed, but are finally not writhing around, discuss getting "those courier tickets and just go somewhere nuts." Felicity coos that she'd go anywhere. The grappling restarts, then stops. Felicity suggests, "How 'bout a desert island?" Ben replies, "Yeah, like maybe London." Huh? I know that neither London, England, nor London, Ontario, is on a desert island. Is there another London in the South Pacific that I don't know about it? They toss around a few more destinations like Bali and Australia. Ben has to leave for Palo Alto on the 26th, and he mentions that maybe he could work some overtime so that he'll be finished working before the end of the summer, and they could go to Hawaii or Africa. They mull the possibilities for about two seconds, then the making out recommences.