David's. Camcorder view. Mikey's the director, and tells everybody -- Brian, Justin, Ted, and Emmett -- to wave. Ted and Emmett wave half-heartedly. Mike tells them that they can do better than that. Emmett snorts, "Who do you think we are, Matt Damon and Ben Affleck?" Ted shakes his head, "I wish." Wah wah wah. Mike says that he's going to film so much of Paris that his friends will feel that they're right there with him and David! Brian monotones, "Oh, I can hardly wait." Justin, peering into the camera, notes that it's a very expensive model, and then asks if he can hold it. Mike comes out from behind the camera and snerks, "It not only shoots the movie, but makes the popcorn to go with it." He explains that David likes "the high-end." Ted: "That must keep you on your toes." Brian asks if Mike's wearing a new leather jacket; he is, and it's Hugo Boss. And he has new luggage, too. Emmett: "My, well, we are certainly going in style, aren't we?" Mike retorts, hitting Emmett, "You told me not to deny him any pleasure!" Ted rolls his eyes: "He must be delirious." Mike says that he offered to pay for some of this stuff, but David wouldn't let him. So, I see we've made a little progress. Backwards, I mean. Brian: "Oh, you'll pay. One way or another." Big f'in word. Brian rounds up the troops to head out. Justin gets the last word: "You want my advice? Hold out for a Rolex." I guess he wasn't paying attention when David gave Mike one for his birthday.
The 'hood. Brian, Justin, Ted, and Emmett head down Liberty Avenue to Woody's. Just as they're walking up the stairs, Justin sees Chris Hobbes and his posse walking up the street. He stops Brian and points out the other boy. Brian has to be reminded that that's the boy who hates Justin, and Brian nods, "Hmm, you didn't tell me he was so hot." So, is that a subtle hint that Brian's gaydar is going off, or is Brian drunk? Justin proclaims that Chris has no right to be there, and walks down the stairs to confront him. Justin demands to know why Chris is on Liberty Avenue. Chris: "Checking out the freaks. Like you." Justin says that Chris is the freak down there, and Chris tries to push him down, "Out of my way, faggot." Oh, but now Chris has another problem -- Brian's in his face. Chris is looking tough, but we all know Brian could kick his ass and never break a sweat. Justin gets between them, because he has a better idea. Calling to the gathering crowd of gay men, he points to Chris and says, "You see this guy? We go to school together. His name is Chris Hobbes. He just called me a faggot." And the crowd turns ugly. Justin continues, "You see, Chris doesn't like faggots." Chris mutters to him to shut up. Justin: "Or maybe he likes them more than he thinks." Chris, looks behind him at the posse, and tells Justin again to shut up, a little bit stronger this time. Justin's on a roll, though: "He let me jerk him off. The faggot gave Chris Hobbes a handjob. And he loved it." Chris is, like, turning purple, as the hoots and clapping and hollers build. As Brian moves once again to get between the two boys, Chris snarls, "You are fucked!" and stomps away. Emmett croons to Justin, "You go, baby." And kisses him on the temple. Brian nods, "Congratulations. You just made yourself a real enemy." Yup. 'Fraid so. But damned if that wasn't fun to watch, though. Justin pauses in the middle of the street for a second, basking in his triumph, before joining the rest of The Boys. Yeah, baby!