Male bodies dive into a pool and undulate to the surface, before taking massive, slo-mo strokes in the water. Because, you know, we haven't had any D&A for a whole two minutes, right? Why are we here, again? Cut to Justin and Daphne dangling their feet in the pool, watching the swimmers go by. Justin tells Daphne that if his dad died, he wouldn't know what to do. I dunno, be really pissed off because he wouldn't talk to you because you're gay? Carry that anger around with you for the rest of your life, letting it affect every relationship you ever get involved in? It's what Brian would do. Daphne asks how old Pop Kinney was. Justin guesses that he was about sixty. Daphne wrinkles her cute little nose and replies, "Ancient." Justin PSAs, "Sixty's not ancient. They say kids born today are going to live past 100." Justin snickers, "Can you imagine having sex when you're a hundred?" Daphne says that she can't even imagine having sex now. Foreshadowing gets comfy on the couch and asks me to hand him a bottle opener. Justin nods over at the swimming pool and tells her to check out Kevin Chase. Daphne agrees that he's hot. Justin says that he has a huge dick, too! No more swimmers to look at, see? The House of QaF is just looking out for you. Daphne's like, how do you know? Gym class, Daphy! Duh! Daphne giggles adorably. Justin asks about another swimmer, who Daphne's not so much into. Justin likes his ass, though. And then Daphne asks, hesitantly, "What about Glen Reeves?" Cut to a strapping although very pale young lad, shaking his hair like a wet dog. Dear Lord, the boy is practically translucent. Justin says that he's okay. Daphne's like, he's just okay? Justin: "He's kind of adorable. Yeah, he's totally adorable. And, you know, I've always gotten this closeted-homo vibe from him...yeah, I bet with enough beers and the right music, we would totally be doing it." Daphne's pretty sure not. Glen walks up to them and grins down at Daphne, "Hey, you!" Daphne jumps up and gives him a hug and a kiss. Justin's mouth drops open more than usual, so he can fit his entire foot in it. Glen is, like, the tallest eighteen-year-old in the world. For a second, I thought Daphne was going to have to get a ladder. Justin recovers enough to blurt out, "What's up?" Daphne: "Gotcha!" Snicker. Glen asks if Daphne wants to come over and study at his house that evening. Big Anatomy test tomorrow, huh? Daphne says that she's supposed to study over at Justin's house. Justin agrees to give her a rain check and gets up. Daphne, locked in Glen's long-armed embrace, worriedly watches Justin sort of mope off.