Recapper: Touching sure, but wouldn't this have been a better episode if the Cottons were both in on the robbery and Dave had intentionally met up with Jim (or Michelle with Steph), and they were playing them, somehow?

Katie: Recapper, that would never happen on this show.

Daphne: Hey, you know JJ and I still have some more story. Can I pull a Katie and blurt it all out?

Recapper: Why the heck not.

Daphne: Well, Chloe is actually pretty fricking awesome. In addition to standing up to Bailey, she talks me into running for student body president. Bailey makes her predictable It's All About Me speech and then I give a pretty good speech, layered with telepathy subtext about how I know what everyone cares about and I know what they think and want.

Giles: The subtext is rapidly becoming text.

Daphne: Who's that old dude?

Giles: I beg your par--

Recapper: Um...pay no attention to him. He's just your substitute librarian. Go on.

Daphne: So anyhow, I get a huge round of applause. Looks like I'm going to finally beat beeyotch at something. Hooray!

Recapper: Yeah, good job, kid. Now JJ, you go, quickly.

JJ: Okay. I find Natalie at school and apologize for being so jealous and violent, and she's totally turned on by it and gives me a kiss. Then Troy comes up and says he meant for it to all go down like that. And call me stupid, but I think he kind of did.

Recapper: I know that's what we're supposed to think, and since we'll probably never see Troy again, I'm fine with that, but if this were real life or a good show, I wouldn't buy it.

Katie: Let's get going, I have a date coming, if you know what I mean.

Recapper: Please stop that.

Katie: Okay, sorry. I'm just nervous and excited. So anyhow, Michelle survives. Dave talks to Jim. He can't believe he didn't know what was going on. Jim's all philosophical about how everyone has secrets, and we'll probably never see Little Ricky Schroder again, so I don't know why their friendship needs this denouement. But here comes the best part, so I'm starting a new paragraph...