During this speech, Amber just sits and sucks her teeth while the kettle boils; at the end of it, Rayanne emerges wearing fatigue pajamas and asks if Amber's going to "turn that damn thing off." "Rayanne?" Patty asks, baffled, adding lamely that she doesn't understand -- "Rickie said you were gone." "She was right here, of course, where else would she be?" Amber grits out, saying that they ate cookie dough and turned the phone off. She kisses Rayanne on the forehead and tells her she doesn't have to go to school. Rayanne says she wants to: "Rickie probably had, like, fourteen heart attacks." She goes off to get dressed. Patty opens and closes her mouth about twenty times before offering to give Rayanne a ride to school. "I'll write her a late note," Amber says, not looking at Patty. Patty gets up and starts to say something, but Amber shoots her down: "I'm a good mother. I'm a damn good mother, so you can just get right off your high horse." Patty closes her eyes wearily.

The Taurus wagon pulls up in front of Liberty High. "Just so you know," Rayanne says grudgingly, "I didn't drink that whisky, I poured it back. You can ask Angela." Patty asks her if she's had a drink "since that night in the hospital," and Rayanne says no, "swear to God," and Patty asks why Rayanne then felt the need to lie about the counselor. Rayanne, clearly uncomfortable, shrugs, "I don't know, I mean, just 'cause -- I wanted you to think I was okay, so you wouldn't mind if I, you know...stayed friends...with Angela." Patty fixes her with a look: "I guess she means a lot to you, huh?" "I guess that's, like, the one thing you and I have in common," Rayanne murmurs, unfastening her seatbelt, and Patty rolls her eyes, and Rayanne gets out and says, "Thanks for the ride, Mrs. Chase," and Patty tells her, "Apparently, you and I are in the same...courasse? Call me Patty." Rayanne nods, and Patty smiles, I guess at the situation, and Rayanne starts to take off, but ducks back to say, "Patty? Thanks." Patty smiles again, but Rayanne isn't finished: "For, like...my life." She runs up the steps. Patty faces forward with a "what do you know about that" look on her face.