A Jeep full of bouncing burnout types pulls up to a house where a BAND -- and one that actually knows how to play, no less -- is actually playing live in someone's back yard. I guess that's what I missed by going to a rural school where the best you could hope for was a barn party or a kegger at the Conservation Area. ["I think it's just a TV thing. Nobody had a band in the Jersey suburbs either. Then again, I didn't go to a lot of parties in high school." -- Sars] Angela scans the crowd until she spots Rayanne, sucking back some brown liquor and banging her head to the music. Poor Angela has a dress on and is clearly way overdressed. Some guy dives off the stage and, when he lands in some other guy's arms, knocks Angela face down into a mud puddle. No one anywhere seems to react at all to Angela's mishap. She goes inside the house to try to clean herself up, and sees Jordan sitting alone staring at a silent TV. When he hears her, he turns slowly and looks at her, and looks very, very pretty indeed. He doesn't say anything, though, and presently glances back toward the TV. Angela, overwhelmed, tries the handle of a nearby door, but it won't give, so she leans in the doorway for a moment trying to look languid, and then sits down on a chair next to Jordan. He doesn't take his eyes off the TV, so she looks, too; it's the video for "I Touch Myself," by the Divinyls. Geez, that was a hit when I was in high school; even when this first aired, that wasn't very timely. I guess the reason the director chose that clip was to highlight the contrast between the ample curves of Divinyls lead singer Christina Amphlett, and Angela's modest pubertal bosom.
Angela fidgets a moment, and Jordan finally seems to notice she's there, and says, "This doesn't seem like a Friday." Angela gently says, "It's Thursday." Jordan says, "Oh. Are you sure?" Angela jokes, "Well, yesterday was Wednesday, so...." Aw, she still has little flecks of mud all over her face. Jordan says, "Ohhhh, right." "So, that's how I know," she concludes, and then, realizing what she's just said, squeezes her eyes closed. A bunch of Jordan's burnout friends shove their way inside, inform him that "this bites," and suggest that they go "to Grundy's." Jordan gets up and follows them out, without so much as a backward glance at Angela.
Back at Chase Place, Patty is in mid-rant, telling Graham, "The point is --" "No, I know what the point is," Graham tells her. Patty says they need a new conversation. Graham says he shouldn't have allowed Angela to go out. Patty whines, "Why do I always have to be the mean one? Why can't you be the mean one every once in a while?" Graham says, "I can be!" "But you never are!" Patty yells. She takes a breath, and says, "I'm calm, okay? But you can't keep letting...I mean you know she loves you more --" "She doesn't love me more!" Graham sputters. Patty calmly says, "She does! Come on, she loves you more, I accept that. But that's not enough for you." Patty stomps out of the office and says, "I don't want to fight...I'm not even that upset." Right on cue, Angela appears at the door, and Patty leaps up, demanding, "Where the hell have you been?" Then they notice the huge chestful of mud on Angela's dress, and Patty switches gears: "Oh my God! What happened to you?" "Patty," Graham says warningly. Angela asks him, "Didn't you explain it to her?" For a moment, Patty isn't sure at whom she is more angry, and then tells Angela, "Excuse me, you 'explain it to her'!" Graham says it isn't Angela's fault, and Patty says, "Graham, of course it's her fault -- she snowed you!" Which is true. From the stairs, Danielle pipes up, "I told you --" and Graham snaps, "Shut up!" Danielle quietly asks, "What did I do?" Graham quickly apologizes to her, and then tries to get Patty to find out, from Angela, what happened. Patty yells, "How do you expect her to have any respect for me?" Angela finally steps forward and yells, "I respect you! God!" She sits down. Everyone stares at her. She explains, "Nothing happened! I fell in some mud. I'm all right." She leans back in her chair. No one seems to know what is supposed to happen next. Graham suggests that they all go to bed, and starts turning out the lights. Patty rolls her eyes, and stomps into the office. Angela plays with her hair. Danielle asks, "What really happened?"