Peyton and Brooke roar toward the beach house. She screeches to a stop, and Brooke rocks around in the passenger seat. Peyton smiles as she put the car in park. Brooke complains, "Every time I ride with you I swear I'm never going to do it again." The beach house looks lovely. It's all white and lit up with tiny white lights. There are kids all over the place. Seems the party's really hopping. Sheesh, I think I just showed my age there, sorry: the party's banging. Is that a better word choice? They get out of the car. Brooke says, "Keys?" Peyton says something about tempting fate. You know that's the first sign that something's going to happen; it's pretty much the definition of a contrived situation. Any. Way. Tim comes running up to Peyton. He whines, "You've got to talk to him. Lucas had the better shot. You saw it, right." Brooke tells him he's being pathetic. All three kids stare at the gigantic truck as it arrives. Tim drawls, "What's he doing here?" Nathan saunters up. "I invited him. I mean, 'cause you guys are such good friends now." And the knife turns in poor Tim's back. Peyton asks, "What are you trying to pull?" Nathan says smoothly, "Nothing." As Luke walks past him, Nathan greets him: "I wasn't sure you'd come." Luke snits, "That makes two of us." Haley tries to walk by, but Nathan stands in her way. He holds out his hand, making a point to introduce himself like they've never met. Haley seems very uncomfortable about the entire situation. Everyone walks up the stairs and into the beach house.

Luke and Haley look around. Luke's eyes open in wonder. Haley whistles. "Well, I'll bet their plumbing works." The house is beautiful. A girl I've never seen before comes into the room holding a copy of Thud, which is an alternative newspaper, sort of akin to the city weeklies that tell you about bands that are playing. Theresa says, "Have you guys seen this?" She holds it out to Brooke, who picks it up. "High School Fear Leader? It's a comic strip?" Brooke holds the paper out: "Wait, this is insulting, right?" Some guy says that his dog could draw better than the artist. Brooke sees one of the panels: "Really, what guy keeps his hat on during sex?" The camera cuts to Nathan. Heh. "Who is this Sake person anyway?" Nathan snits, "Yeah. I wonder." He looks at Peyton, who says, "Who cares, it's just a stupid comic strip." Brooke continues to bitch: "More like sucky. Whoever it is doesn't know the first thing about it. They make it seem so --" Luke stands just behind Peyton. He cuts in, "Shallow?" Brooke and Tim give him a dirty look. Peyton rolls her eyes: "Where's the keg?" It's kind of early in the morning for me to be drinking, but I sure wish I had a keg in my living room right about now. How come parties on television always seem so lame? And do Nathan's parents just let him use the beach house whenever he wants? Does this kid have no rules?