St. James. Justin and Daphne (yay! Daphne!) walk into school, as Daphne gripes that every club gets to meet at school except theirs. And it's not fair! Justin shrugs, "Welcome to the world, Daphne. Nobody cares about a Gay/Straight Alliance." The members of the Gay Man/Straight Girl World Coalition beg to differ, thank you very much. Daphne says that people showed up; Justin points out that it was, like, eight people, and that they only came because he and Daphne handed out condoms. Justin and Daphne round the corner right inside the building, and lo and behold, someone has set Justin's locker on fire and scrawled, "Fags die" on it in blood red. Someone off-screen helpfully yells, "Stupid faggot. You like that, fag? Stick that in your ass, faggot." I hate people. Justin tries to open the locker, but burns his hand. The same off-screen guy again snarls, "You deserve it. Burn, fag." Oh, someone is sooo getting their butt handed to them for this.
Meanwhile, Brian, Emmett, and Ted stroll down an unnamed Pittsburgh arrondissement. Emmett and Ted are making fun of Mini-D's airs the night before. Ted: "Sur la Seine. I nearly choked on my pâté." Brian defends his best friend: "He's just dazzled. Give him a couple of days at Le Grand Q-Mart. He'll come back down to earth." Ted mopes that ever since Mini-D started hanging out with Demon, he has this "new life." Yes. Which you encouraged him to pursue. Emmett pouts that even though they lived together for two years, he hardly ever sees his old roomie anymore. Let's take a trip in the way-back machine a couple of eps. Direct quote from Emmett: "It is every gay boy's dream to be a kept woman." So quit your complaining. Ted adds that they have to beg Mini-D to come out to the bars, and Brian frowns, "and he won't fucking return my calls."