Nathan's got some very loud punk-like music playing in his bedroom. He tosses a stress ball into the air. He's on the phone with Dim, who answers with a strange, "What's up, holler!" Or something of that nature, to which Nathan replies, "You do know you're white, right?" Heh. Dim whines, "What's wrong with you?" Nathan wants to know if Dim's brother's still dealing because he needs to "tear it up" against Cove City. Dim asks, "So how is getting high going to help?" Nathan's exasperated: "Not weed, performance enhancers." Dim's not convinced it's a good idea, but Nathan pushes him -- he's sure he needs to do this. After he's off the phone, Nathan pitches the stress ball at high speed into a picture sitting amongst his numerous trophies. What's the picture of, you ask? Well, of course, Nathan and his father. I'm disappointed that Nathan feels so much pressure that he's turning to drugs, but then again, he's never been one for making the right choice yet, has he?

Keith and Luke are out having the bachelor's dinner of champions: pizza. Ah, fond memories of my youth growing up without a mom. Keith asks, "So what? Are you going to avoid the café for the next six weeks?" Luke jokes, "Why, you don't like pizza?" Oh, Keith loves pizza, but that's not the parental point. Luke insists, "Don't you find it a bit strange, having Nathan's mom running the café?" Keith admits that yes, it is strange, but he also thinks it's really gutsy of Deb too, because she must be catching a heck of a lot of flack from Dan. He continues, "You know, Luke, you really ought to give her a chance, Deb's okay." Pause. "When she got pregnant in college, her life changed a lot like your mom's did." But why does she stay with Dan? Keith believes it's because she's protecting Nathan. Luke grabs a slice of pizza and puts it on his plate. And that's the end of that conversation. That poor pizza looks like it's been sitting out for about three days; it's so hard, it actually cracked Luke's plate. In the worst contrived way, Brooke seems to also be hanging out at the pizza parlour tonight. She sidles over to Lucas, leans in, and flirts, "Hey handsome, three more chapters and you're all mine." Then she smiles at Keith -- she doesn't say hello or introduce herself to him or anything like that. Man, in terms of manners, these kids need a lesson or two in how to be polite to their elders. ["That seems to be a network-wide thing. If I'd smarted off to 'grown-ups' like WB kids do, I'd be dead now." -- Sars] Keith smiles and asks, "What was that all about?" Luke replies, "Nothing." If Saint Luke weren't "acting," he'd actually be blushing. Keith chides him, "Now I disagree, that was definitely something." Heh. Brooke's a tropical storm that has just been upgraded to a hurricane -- she's a whole lot of power wrapped up in a relatively small package.