Back at the bleachers, Angela wants to know what Brian said to Rickie that has resulted in her good friend remaining alone, across the room. Brian: "I just said it was better that he maybe didn't hang out with us." Angela is mystified, but Brian is ready with a suave save, as per usual: "It's just...what if we...awkward pause...I don't know...if we wanted privacy or something." Angela remains mystified. Brian flounders, and also pauses, awkwardly. Angela says, "Brian, what do you think is happening here?" Brian plays dumb, but we all know he's carrying a triple minor, so that's not gonna fly. Angela says, "Didn't I explain what the whole reasoning for this was?" Brian somehow manages to make things worse: "I just thought...if we wanted to, say, dance --" Angela uses the voice that Rickie uses for Rayanne: "WHY WOULD WE -- we're not gonna dance!" Brian tries to rescue himself using the magic of philosophy: "It wasn't some big plan or something. I don't even believe in making plans. Whatever happens, happens."

Unfortunately, vague and irresponsible credos only work for guys with bad-ass cars, so Angela says, "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard in my life." Brian decides that his grave is now plenty roomy and stops digging. Unfortunately, Delia chooses precisely this moment to enter Angela's field of vision. "What did you say to Delia? You don't understand people, Krakow. You're so heartless." Then she gets up to walk away, and spots Jordan Catalano goofing off with his moron friends over in the corner. She smiles beatifically.

Techno beat. Female voice cooing: "Release me -- lease me -- lease me." A little bit of slow-mohair. And, oh, Angela? If Brian's so heartless. then how come I can hear his heart breaking, just a loud as Rickie's, when he sees how you look at Jordan? BVO: "I mean, the fact that she called me 'heartless.' That's just really good, that's excellent. How ironic can you get without, like, puking."