Haley's at work with Deb at the café. Apparently, business has dropped off, and Deb's beginning to take it personally. Haley reassures her that it's just the time of year, and that things will pick up. She says, "You know, Karen actually always thought that we should do live entertainment to bring people in, you know, like open mic night." Deb loves the idea, but she wants to run it by Lucas first, to make sure he's okay with it. Because he's the king of the castle. Haley offers to talk to him, because he's been staying away from the café lately. Yeah, Deb knows, and that's why she wants to talk to him herself. Haley winds up her apron and says, "If you've got all this under control, I've got a study session with Nathan." Deb smiles. She tells Haley that she likes that the two of them are seeing one another, and that Nathan's lucky to have someone like Haley. Aw. The mom stamp of approval. How sweet is that? Yawn.

Brooke comes into Peyton's room wearing a J.Lo-inspired tracksuit. She picks up the Polaroid camera on Peyton's dresser and snaps a picture of Peyton, who is lying down on her bed drawing. Peyton asks her what she's doing. Brooke jumps onto the bed beside her and says, "I'm documenting a day without cheer: hour one." Brooke stares at the picture, which has developed more quickly than I've ever seen instant pictures develop, and cracks, "Something's wrong with this picture, though." Pause. "Oh! I know I'm not in it." She holds up the camera and Peyton leans her head in. Snap. Brooke smiles. Peyton smirks. Brooke puts down the camera and asks, "Would you stop with your freaky pictures for a minute? There's no basketball. We're young. We're gorgeous. We have all this free time. Let's go do something fun." Peyton asks, "What about Lucas? I'm sure he'd be up for some fun. Probably some Polaroids, too." Brooke plays with something on Peyton's bed: "Lucas. The monkey in the room." Peyton corrects her: "'Elephant.'" Brooke: "I came to make sure there was no weirdness about that. You're my best friend and I would never cut you out for a guy. No matter who he is, or how happy he makes me." Peyton tells her that she's cool with the whole Brooke-Lucas coupling. In fact, really the only thing Peyton wants to do is draw. Like Simon. And the things she draws comes true. And the pictures take her, take her over the mountains...oh wait, the pictures she draws don't come true, do they? Anyway, Brooke buys her fake explanation, smiles and holds out her fisted hand, "Hos before beaus!" They bang fists. And then Brooke borrows the camera, in case Luke's "feeling frisky." Ahem. Ew. Peyton picks up the picture of the two of them and studies it for a minute, her breath blowing sawdust all over the sticky image -- because there's no way that picture would have dried by now.