Cut to Jake emerging from Tiffany's bathroom in his t-shirt and tightie whities. Put some pants on, man! He rifles through the cupboards and complains that there isn't any coffee. Tiffany reminds him that she's off coffee at the moment, and adds that there's a pot of Lemon Zinger on the counter. Herbal tea? First thing in the morning? She's mad! Jake tries a cup as Tiffany invites him to come to the park with them. He looks at the brew, insulted, and begs off, saying that he has a lot of stuff to do at Booklovers. "Uh oh, Jake's back," Tiffany pseudo-teases. He asks what that's supposed to mean, and she immediately turns apologetic, saying that she's pushing and she shouldn't be. She gives him her patented "We just want you to dig us, man! Groovy!" speech, trying to convince him that she doesn't want more from him than he's willing to give, when she so obviously does. Jake, feeling the walls close in, insists that he really does have a lot of things he has to do. "I know. And you should do them," Tiffany says, focusing on the baby. "I really don't like this tea," Jake complains lamely. Fed up, Tiffany says, "You know what? Then don't drink it."