Just then, Justin pops into view behind Brian, and says hi. Brian asks why he's out, since it's a school night. Justin says that he got suspended for two days, and explains what happened in homeroom. Everyone's impressed at Justin's nerve. TLFKAM doesn't offer to help him out legally, or ask any questions. It's nice that she can leave the office at the office. Ted says, "That brings back memories. Having the shit kicked out of you on the playground." Emmett: "Having lit matches thrown at you in the locker room. Good times." Ugh. They all clink beer bottles. Ted asks if anything like that ever happened to Brian. Brian sighs, "Well, once this straight [love the distinction] football jock picked me up and dunked my head in the toilet...I followed him to his locker, it was open, and he had his hand up like this, and I slammed the locker door on it so hard it broke three of his fingers. And that was the end of the season for him." Ouch.

Later, Brian and Justin are having sex at the loft. And they're supposed to be all sexy and everything, but I'm not getting it, so maybe I've finally OD'ed on naked men. God. Kill me now. They're also too hairless, too pale, and like, not...even messy or anything. In between kissing Justin's neck, Brian asks, "'A Gay/Straight Student' what?" Justin says it's an alliance, like the GM/SGWC, except I guess straight boys are invited, too. Brian asks what the hell it is, and Justin replies, "It's a forum. A club where students discuss issues, plan events -- you know, to promote understanding?" Brian says that he's asleep already. Ha! Justin says he needs Brian's "expertise." Brian says that he thought he already gave it to him. Right. Keep moving. Justin says he means Brian's business expertise, since this Alliance is going to be a tough sell. Brian says that it's late and he's horny, dammit. Justin asks nicely. Brian agrees to help. He tells Justin to pretend that he's a client. Justin sits up straight in bed. Brian laughs: "Yes, this is how I imagine all my clients. I picture them naked." Not too far from the truth, there, methinks. Brian gets out of bed, muttering that he can't believe he's doing this, and, pacing in front of the bed, breaks it down: "The Gay/Straight Student Alliance. Let's all live together. Power to the People. Peace. Boring as shit." Yawn. Justin smirks, "I could take out an Uzi and shoot everyone. That would be exciting." Brian replies that at least he'd get their attention. At least for a little while. Brian says that they need to find a way to sell it. Justin asks how. Brian: "Sex." Justin: "Sex?" Well, yeah. Sex. Brian hands him a condom and tells him to hand them out when he tells folks about the alliance. Justin's skeptical. Brian: "You said it was an alliance. What better way for everyone to come together?" He pours a handful of condoms over Justin's head and Justin throws a few back at him, before they start making out again.