Well, Deb and her incredible breasts are working out with an exercise ball when Dan walks into the house. Hasn't she gotten the locks changed yet? As she stretches, she sees Dan staring at her ass. He says, "Oh! That reminds me --" Deb comes back up fuming: "How did you get in here?" The door was open. Of course it was. Dan continues, "Why, who were you expecting? Another high school boy with his pants around his ankles?" She turns off the music and then asks what Dan wants. He replies, "I want my son to come to his senses." Deb takes a long, hard drink of water from her bottle. She's not even sweating. Her hair is tousled, but that's about it. He continues, "Have you seen his apartment?" Yes, she saw the apartment when she dropped off some food. Did he ask for any money? No, but she gave him some anyway. Dan says snidely, "Oh, that's just great. Don't you ever want him to come home?" Deb insists, "I want him home as much as you do, but for once in his life, you need to let him make his own mistakes." Dan barks, "Right! You bring him cash and food, and I'm the one who needs to let him make his own mistakes." Deb attempts to walk out of the room carrying her exercise towel and water bottle. I guess if they add enough props, we're supposed to believe it's realistic. Dan snarks, "Oh, and by the way, you can tell your friend Karen that her son was coming out of a family planning clinic, with a date. Is that the kind of mistake you had in mind for Nathan?"
Cut to Nathan and Haley coming back into his apartment after going swimming. Her make-up is also perfect, including her lipstick, which I never knew could last through chlorine as well as kissing. I guess the walk was cold, because they're both pretending to shiver. They're laughing and stuff. Nathan asks if Haley's hungry; she attacks him and says she's hungry for him. He says, "No, I'm serious, we can heat something up or go out if you want to." Is it a school night? Do they not have homework to do? Aren't Haley's parents upset and/or worried she's spending all this time with Nathan and not even eating dinner at home anymore? Haley's spider sense notices a change in Nathan. She says, "What's wrong?" He replies, "Nothing. I'm just hungry." What's wrong? Yeah, Nathan doesn't feel like making out. Haley laughs: "You realize you just said that, right, since when?" He answers, "Since you got my jersey number tattooed on your ass." Haley turns away from him: "Above my ass, actually. When did you see that?" The amount of lipstick on her lips changes with every shot. No lipstick. He saw it this morning. She asks, "Does that bother you?" Nathan answers truthfully, "I'm just confused as hell. You'll do something that permanent but you won't have sex with me?" Lipstick. She insists, "You can get a tattoo removed, Nathan. Sex is a really big deal for me." He says, "That's why I haven't been pressuring you into it." No lipstick: "The way that you're not pressuring me right now?" Okay, if you're young, ignore me, please, because the last thing I want is a bunch of teenagers going out and having sex and telling their parents that Ragdoll told them to -- but honestly, it's only a big deal until it's all done and over with, and then it's so not worth this much stress. But it's only because I'm old and over it and have been through the awful times and the good times that I have that perspective. At least Haley and Nathan are acting responsible and relatively mature in their ability to talk about it. But holy crap, let's just get over it; as long as we don't have a revelatory-light-bulb-this-was-so-fantastic moment when they do actually get around to it, this whole situation might just be okay. For right now, yawn. Anyway. Nate says, "I'm going to heat up some food." And that ends that discussion. Haley raises her arms up and utters a frustrated "Argh!"