Band practice. Rayanne, counting on her fingers to the beat, tries to come in on cue, but her mic doesn't work. They try it again; Rayanne does a few kooky dance moves and misses her cue. The next time, Rayanne opens her mouth to sing, but the bassist and the drummer get into another tiff. One by one, the band members fling down their instruments and sulk away, leaving Rayanne standing at her mic, confused.

The next day at school, Jordan spots Rayanne in the hall and tells her, "The Vertigo guy called, our audition's tonight." "What?" Rayanne snaps. Jordan says that they'll have to come up with a name. "Forget a name -- we're not ready," Rayanne tells him, but Jordan tells her not to worry: "Just wear somethin' tight." "That's your solution, cut off my circulation? We need a real rehearsal!" Rayanne grouches. "Look, you wanted this chance, you got it. Don't blow it," Jordan grouches back, and he walks away. Rayanne glares after him.

Chase Place. "So, can I still borrow the boots?" Rayanne asks, bumping down the stairs. "Oh, absolutely," Angela tells her, adding that she hopes she can come to the show. Rayanne tells her cheerfully that it's fine, "if you can't, you can't," but Angela feels the need to justify herself further, referring to "this whole thing" her parents have about "school nights" and saying that she'll "definitely try...to go. So, what song are you singing, again?" Rayanne freezes, telling Angela in a terrified tone of voice that she doesn't know, "they never told" her, and she marches over to the sideboard in the dining room and grabs a bottle of liquor and pours herself a shot, and Angela begs her with tears in her voice to stop and please don't, and Rayanne lifts the glass to her lips, stops, starts laughing, and pours the booze back into the decanter, giggling, "The look on your face..." She pats Angela on the arm and leaves. Angela slumps against the sideboard.