The search continues for the missing tortoise at Adam's house. By now, Haddie and Amber are in on it, outside in the yard laughing about how Max kind of looks like a turtle, himself. Suddenly, Amber turns to Haddie. "Can I talk to you for a just a second?" she asks, already emotional. I can barely recap this scene because Mae Whitman just kills me dead in every frame. "About Steve..." she says, and Haddie smiles and interrupts. "Oh, my God, I know," she says. "I saw him talking to you in the cafeteria. Did he say something weird?" She's laughing, thinking Amber is going to say what a douche he is, but Amber is already crying. "No, it's just..." Amber says, breathing deeply. "This is hard... I... I slept with him." Haddie rolls her eyes, thinking it's a joke. "Ha ha," she drones, but quickly sees that Amber is spiraling. "I don't know what happened," Amber cries. "I don't know... it was an accident. I was drinking and he was being nice, and something is wrong with me. I'm sorry! I wish I could take it back; it was an accident and I am so sorry!" She continues to almost hyperventilate with grief and finally Haddie finds her voice. "Can you please just stop talking?" she snaps, and stomps off into the house. Poor Amber is left freaking out in the yard, repeating that she's sorry and begging her cousin not to be mad at her. That was some devastating teenage girl stuff right there. I hate it that they had to go so far to the extreme of this 16-year-old girl having sex in a golf course gazebo -- honestly, it would have been just as upsetting to Haddie if Amber and Steve had just made out or something -- but in any case, Amber's emotions felt very real.

Inside the house, things are not going much better. Max has backed himself into a corner and is building up to a huge tantrum about his missing turtle. "Max, we are going to find Miles, I promise," Adam says, trying to remain calm. Max: "You can't promise, because you don't know where he is!" Max is not being able to hold it together, and even though Adam supplies him with the clear logic that a tortoise is never really lost because it carries its house on its back, he finally breaks down and starts flailing around. Adam holds him tightly until he becomes calm again, assuring him that everything is going to be okay. In the doorway, Zeek watches this scene unfold, a look of deep sadness on his face.