Weirdly abrupt cut to the hallway. Brian's at his locker; Jordan's walking purposefully towards him. Brian turns, sees Jordan, and freaks out, grabbing the tape out of his bag and snarling, "You want it? Here, here, here it is, okay, just take it, just -- satisfied?" and yanking the tape out of the housing. Jordan stares at him, utterly befuddled. Brian relents a little: "You -- see, it doesn't matter who has the stupid tape, it happened. It can't be, like, erased." Jordan, getting annoyed, says he just wanted to know if they had tutoring that day. "Oh," Brian says, blanching, and starts stuffing the unthreaded tape back into his bag. "So what was on the tape?" Jordan asks suspiciously. Brian laughs nervously.

In class, Rickie gathers his things as Rayanne asks him to "wait up." Rickie makes with the fake. Rayanne asks mildly how long "the two of [them] are gonna keep this up." "Keep what up?" "You and Angela, the silent treatment." Rickie snaps that he's talking to Rayanne right now, isn't he? "Barely," Rayanne smirks. Rickie wants to know what reaction Rayanne expected, exactly, and Rayanne looks taken aback for a moment before grunting, "Forget it," and starting to stomp off. "No, I mean it, Rayanne -- what did you expect her to feel like?" Rayanne makes a moue: "She didn't even hear my side." Rickie makes an eloquent "whaaatever, honey" face and walks away, and Rayanne bitches at him to think what he wants: "You will anyway!" She slumps against the blackboard and closes her eyes.