I think TPTB have been reading the recaps, because there are actually all kinds of people in Karen's café today. Haley serves them their lunch while Lucas broods at the counter. He turns around and says, "I'm an idiot." Haley smiles and says, "I know." Then he apologizes. Luke looks sexy when he sort of half leans back in his chair and sends the smoldering look Haley's way. Luke says, "I miss hanging out with you Hails." Aw, she misses him too; blah they miss each other blah. Luke says, "I appreciated everything you did for me, I do. But, Haley, how 'bout you let me handle the team from now on, okay?" She nods her head and says okay. "So you can stop tutoring Nathan now." She turns back around and tells him that she can't stop because she made a promise to him. Do you think they serve good food at Karen's? I'd like some soup. Oh, sorry. This scene feels so boring that I got to thinking about the food. Maybe Luke gets to eat for free. Blah if she breaks the promise, blah she's as bad as he is, blah blah blah good values. She gets back to work, and he turns back around to the counter. Some random customer says, "Hey, Lucas, I'm looking forward to seeing you play the father/son game this year. Good article about you and your pop." He hands Luke a newspaper.

Cut to Nathan reading the same paper, only he's in Puppet's Paradise. Dan's wearing another sweaty shirt; this man must work out all the time. He needs a non-sports related hobby. Like model planes or reading. Nathan recites, "Who would have known that Dan Scott's basketball pedigree would be inherited by his two sons, Nathan Scott and Lucas." Hey, at least Nathan can read; maybe Haley really doesn't have to tutor him. The headline says, "Great Scott -- A Basketball Tradition Lives On." Dan picks up the paper and snots, "You've got to be kidding me?" He's mixing a powershake. Sniff. Sniff. Wait? Is that delusion I smell? Deb's in the kitchen. She's a halo of light on a dark day, that one. Nathan snits, "That's great, Dad. We're all one big happy family." Dan chastises his son. Then he snarks, "I wonder what they're paying this reporter to support his crack habit." Deb grabs the paper out of his hands and then gives him his breakfast. Only that one article talking about Lucas and his b-ball talent has made him lose his appetite. What a freaking baby. Deb says, "Dan, the boy exists. He's on the team. It's not exactly headline news." Dan whines, "No, apparently it is." He shakes the paper around. "Well, how do you think Lucas and Karen feel about it?" See, see, she's reasonable. Dan bitches, "Oh, gosh. I don't know. Maybe we should invite them over for breakfast and find out." Nathan starts to back out of the kitchen as his parents start bickering. Deb tries to hand him some breakfast, but Nathan acts like a smart-ass: "Oh, that's okay. I'm just going to grab something at school with my brother." Deb sighs. Dan seems proud. She says, "You know, there is a chance that Lucas and Nathan could get along if their father encouraged it." He nods his head, and then says, "True. But there's also a chance that hell could freeze over." He tweaks her nose. Man, what crawled up his butt? Oh, right, a basketball. And it's been jammed up there for the past fifteen years.