Julie and Tyra are in the school parking lot. Tyra is worried that she really messed things up for herself by skipping school for so long to go on the rodeo circuit with Clammy Cash. She's behind in everything, and missed the S.A.Ts. Julie tells her that it's simple. Tyra just needs to bribe her teachers with cupcakes to let her make up the tests she missed, and then there's another S.A.T on Saturday that Matt is taking. Tyra continues to get in her own way: "Yeah, well, the problem is: I suck at tests." Julie, her hair seriously glinting in the late afternoon sun, has a heart of steel, the calculating genius of a flinty football coach: why doesn't Tyra ask Landry to help her study? It isn't like Landry has anything better to do. Oof. Girls. They can be so mean.
A clown car full of football players. They don't know where to go, Landry's jammed in the back seat, J.D. up front. J.D. says that he's out of there, the kid at the wheel (the African American kid we saw making fun of J.D. for being on daddy's leash a few episodes back) tells him he isn't going anywhere. Out of nowhere, a creature of the female persuasion arrives to set these dolts straight: she leans in the window and tells them that Madison's parents are out of town, and she's having some people over. J.D. transitions for us eagerly: "Who's Madison?"
Yes, who is this Madison? We find out right now, cutting over to a red head in a short skirt and boots swanning through her illicit after-school party. She makes eye contact with J.D. across the way; he dorkily makes his way over to the kitchen. She offers him an Appletini, and J.D. mouth breathes, "No, uh, uh, I don't drink." She fixes him for a second and then cocks her head the way only popular girls know how to cock their heads, "You don't? How 'bout a glass of milk?" She heads over to the refrigerator, and the first time I watched I was really worried that she was going to do something really mean here with the milk, but what she does is even more jaw-dropping. J.D. says he doesn't want any milk but Madison tells him this will be, like, his thing. He's a "young, wholesome, milk-drinking quarterback." She pours a glass full of milk and hands it to J.D. He takes a gulp, ending up with a milk moustache, of course, because this kid has the moves of a five year old. She leans in and sexily wipes the milk from his upper lip. J.D. throws it back again. That is the DIRTIEST milk drinking scene I have ever seen!
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