KK: If Dan Barbato starts having sex on TV I think we're going to need protection.
Wendola: Um, here's a big throw pillow we can hold up. I think it'll cover the screen.
KK: Or we could just turn off the TV.
JS: Yeah, but we need a barrier method, too. For safety.

Dave and Holly pack. Or rather, Holly is off in her room packing and Dave is wandering around delivering some lecture on the sexes: it seems that women need to tell you what to wear for dinner because that's what they're good for, and women say they don't care so you have to ask them again, and make them choose between two things and then they tell you what color to wear because really, it proves they cared all along, but they're just too flaky to tell you the first time so you gotta ask twice, yep, and then when you've picked out your clothes for dinner you can tell them to make you a chicken pot pie. Holly says she thinks Dave is funny, and deep down, he's really sweet.

Back at the house, Summer, Tim, Maurice, and Chris hang out in the kitchen. In an interview, Tim says, "I didn't ask Summer to the prom." Apparently he didn't pick up on how much Summer wanted him to ask her. "I took it as a big dismissal, and I never quite forgave him for that," says Summer in an interview. "We had a lot of miscommunications in high school," says Tim. You mean she was dropping hints that whole time? Not HITS? Man, that explains a lot. She'd be talking about getting a corsage to match her dress color and he'd be all, "Dude, but then the colors melt and make these weird sounds." It was just a big misunderstanding. In the kitchen, Summer is telling everyone how, on the day of prom, Tim shaved his entire head, except for one curl in the middle of his forehead. Okay, so he was a little baked when she said she wanted to dress up in a formal gown, and yeah, so he heard wrong and dressed up like Charlie Brown. Summer jokes to Tim that he's "responsible for all the damage." Tim's like, "Hey, it's my brain."