Cut to the adult's own form of happy hour, which has fewer funnels but just as much bitchery. Tami can't really find any conversation to get into as everyone around her is paired up and chatting and not acting warmly toward her. Finally someone spills a drink all over her lap. She pops up and says that she does need to head home anyway to the baby, and how SAD is it to watch Tami freaking Taylor feel awkward and outcast? Out in the parking lot she mutters to herself when Laurel comes running up and makes a complete 180 in her attitude. Laurel tells her that it will get easier, that it's always hard to be new at a table full of cynics. Tami just depressingly notes that it's all fine, and she's just trying to help the kids and just needs a little support. Laurel reaches out, saying that she'll go ahead and volunteer for the after-school program. And I just realized here that I have NOT been on Tami's side, only because I am a put-upon educator as well and have felt totally bristly toward Tami coming in and telling me I need to put in more hours when already there are NOT enough hours in the day for Twitter and Facebook, eff those at-risk kids! Okay, so I've processed that and will now be moving on. Tami continues muttering to herself in the parking lot, only now it's all happy, cute, mom mutters, "Well, good!"
Back at crazy teen sex beer romp, Porn Mouth is still at it while Vince holds Jess's hair as she vomits. What a good boyfriend! There's very little that can top the loving act of holding your friend or partner's hair as she vomits. Pure love right there, right? They sit on the ground, inches away from the vomit, Jess drunkenly tells Vince that she doesn't want him to think this has anything to do with Porn Mouth. He says that he thinks it has a lot to do with her. Jess tells him that she just misses him, and Vince tells her he doesn't know what she means. She explains that she misses being with him and working on football together, that now he has Coach and she's supposed to be a rally girl. Damn, girl. And we thought Title IX would help things.
Meanwhile, Porn Mouth has become date rape material, completely drunk and out of it, a boy propping her up and waving her arms around like a rag doll. Jess yells that someone needs to take her home, cut to Becky looking slightly concerned. Then cut over to Luke approaching Hastings, with his devil-may-care hair and wry anthropological outlook. Luke gets in his face, slurring, "Why are you even on our team?" and when Hastings just ignores him, "Is there something going on in there?" Just when Luke gets to the plastic-cup-batting portion of the pre-fight, Becky runs up and pulls him away, saying that she just really wants to get out of there and wants to drive him home.
At Luke's house, she walks him to his door where he drunkenly tells her that he traded his pig for her. She's like "What?" and he explains that he "gave" Tinker his pig Mirabelle, who Tinker loves, in exchange for getting Becky as his rally girl. This makes no sense outside of some sort of "fat kids are funny brunts of jokes" type thing. Becky is not sure if any of this is a compliment and they both laugh. Luke invites her in, but she seems to remember that they have that whole traumatic abortion, Christian-fundamentalist mom getting Tami Taylor fired thing between them. They hug good night.
Becky gets dropped off at home where Mindy and Billy are waiting up for her. Mindy reads her the riot act for coming in so late, but Becky just sort of smiles to herself, "I'm just not used to anybody noticing." Oh, small-brain small-voice Becky, you do grow on a girl after a while.
Tami comes into her office making me wonder why I don't wear more jeans, wide brown belt, pink oxford shirt get-ups. We don't know what Epyck is thinking about Tami's outfit, however, only that Epyck is actually there, waiting to meet with Tami. Tami tries not to look too surprised, but you now "Gangster's Paradise" is playing in the background in her mind.