The Palace. Spam's bedroom. Sam's hair actually looks okay, but she's wearing this dashiki-type shirt that totally reminds me of something Rosalyn Carter would have worn around Camp David circa 1977. "Hey, I made the bedside table," says George, checking out the framed photo of himself on Sam's night table. "That's big! I just can't believe it took me two months to see your room." "There's a first time for everything," says Sam, lighting candle number 64 and doing something which I'd imagine is what she thinks "leaning seductively" is against her Ethan Allen dresser. Then she mentions that it "took her that long to clean the place up." Oh yeah and there's an R&B-type song playing in the background. I guess that Sam figured that in order to seduce a black man, you have to put on some black tunes. Meanwhile, I figured that in order for a reasonably attractive teenage female to seduce a heterosexual high school age male of any race, all you have to do is take out your retainer and dust off a sturdy surface somewhere, but I digress. After all, this is Popular, a magical land where straight teenage boys are always reluctant to have heterosexual sex and George is no exception.

Anyway, they start making out and Sam gets more aggressive, asking George if he's "too hot" in his sweatshirt and mentioning over and over again how Mike and Jane took Brooke to the movies and they won't be home until "very very late." Not late enough for me. "What are you saying, Sam?" asks George. "I repeat," says Sam. "There's a first time for everything." Okay, we get it. George backs off, explaining that he's "sort of in virgin territory" himself. "Well, I may be a romance geek," says Sam. "But at least I have an honest boyfriend." Then all that Heathers music plays, just so you know that the term "honest boyfriend" is going to come back to haunt someone. Like, who knows? Maybe George has an "honest boyfriend."

Credits.

Harrison is back in school. My, that was one fast recovery from leukemia. Glad I didn't get emotionally involved in that plot line or anything. He enters the hall and gets slow-motion hugs from everyone while that Windex commercial song "I can see clearly now…" plays. I guess someone thought that a predatory hug from April Tuna would provide much-needed humor to undercut the maudlin aspect of this scene. Nope. You're a day late and a dollar short, people. I'm already nauseous and there's nothing you can do about it. Although if viewed as sweet relief from the dumbest plotlines this show has ever stuck with for more than an episode, there's definitely cause for hugs and rejoicing.