Chris: It's pretty dire, man. I feel for the little dweeb despite his extreme Bieber hairdo, so we bust out like we're Bender and whatever Michael Anthony Hall's character's name is, in The Breakfast Club.
Recapper: Yes, it's exactly like The Breakfast Club, except for being smart and entertaining. Plus, all three girls are reminiscent of Molly Ringwald's Claire, and you really need some Pixie Stick-sucking Ally Sheedy in the mix.
Emilio Estevez: Ahem. Aren't you forgetting someone else who's missing.
Emilio Estevez: Is this because of that Mighty Ducks thing?
Chris: So anyhow, I take little dude for a walk with me, mostly so he can impress his girl. But then we come back without anything exciting happening at all. When we get back though, that hot chick Bailey suggests a game of Truth or Dare. When it's Daphne's turn, she picks "dare" so Bailey dares her to kiss me.
Daphne: And as I do, I see a flash of him being arrested, even though he just answered that he'd never been arrested, when he chose "truth."
JJ: And when it's my turn, Bailey tells me to share a secret. I consider telling them about my powers, but instead, I just decide to demonstrate them without copping to the fact that they're special. We're having detention in the science lab, because that's where anyone would lock up a bunch of kids without supervision, right? Oh, my word. Can I have coffee, too.
Jim: JJ, it'll stunt your growth, and you just can't afford that, son.
JJ: Milk, then?
Recapper: C'mon, Jim. The boy has just been humiliated by that girl. Cut the kid some slack. Chris can take it. He's still a newbie to the soul suck.
Jim: Fine. And you know what, JJ? You can even have chocolate milk.
JJ: Gee, dad, that's swell!
Chris: Heh. Okay, so JJ takes all these chemicals and mixes them to create an indoor snowfall and blathers on, much like his sister was during History class, about how he used to be flunking out but then a miracle happened. He tries to tie it back into that Natalie chick's inspiring snow in wherever that was, but that girl is Arctic. She's got some sob story about how she's a foster child and needs to do well in school, so she can't have the distraction of a boyfriend. Frigid, man. Just frigid. But you know who's not frigid?