I don't get this. Debbie, Michael, and Vic are at the cemetery looking to find where Dumpster Boy is buried. Apparently, the cops haven't figured out who the kid is yet, but someone paid for him to be buried in a lot. There's no headstone -- just a stick with an index card taped to it. Wouldn't he be in a morgue somewhere as evidence while the police worked on this case? Until he was identified? You know how much money it is to bury someone? They wanted a hundred bucks just to deal with the body of my cat when she died. Anyway, I'll suspend my disbelief from an airplane so I can continue with this dumb subplot. Michael corrects Debbie's grammar skills and finds the stick in the mud. Vic gets profound: "So this is what it comes to. Pulled out of a dumpster, tossed in the ground." Debbie says this is terrible: "If nobody knows who you are, how are they supposed to remember you?" Michael thinks about how great Captain Astro was again. Debbie puts the flowers on the mound of dirt and whispers, "Sorry, kid."
Cut to...Michael and Brian sitting in a sauna. Michael asks Brian the kinkiest thing he ever did with a guy. Brian says it was too weird to talk about. Another man sits beside Brian and strokes himself as Brian says that, one night, he spent the night with another man. Michael brags that he and Ben did kinky things the night before. Brian flashes back to his own night with Ben, when Ben tied him to the hotel bed. Michael tells Brian that Ben tied him up. I don't hear another word Michael says because we get a close-up of the stranger stroking himself under the towel. And does it matter what Michael's saying right now, anyway? Everybody's naked and wet. Michael keeps bragging in a way that makes him very unlikable, about how great his love life is compared to Brian's. We see Brian fuck Ben. Brian and I both get up and walk off with the new, horny, naked trick.
Lindsay and Melanie have taken Emmett and Ted out for dinner as a way of saying thanks. Uh, maybe they should be taking Brian and Pickle out to dinner? Because I think all Ted did was whine. The camera keeps spinning around the table like this is an ad for beer or Carl's Jr. Emmett recognizes many of Ted's A Gays in the restaurant. He asks if there are any "A Dykes." Mel tells Emmett that he's looking at them. Because that's about how many lesbians they put on this show. "A." Ted eats with his head down, bitching that he totally doesn't care about the fancy-pants gay community anymore, and that he won't grovel and debase himself just to be in the popular crowd. Of course, at that second Garth walks up, which cues a whole mess of Ted's groveling and kowtowing. He can't even remember everyone's name to introduce them. Emmett sips loudly from his coffee, ignoring Garth. Garth invites Ted to a party of his the next day, and Ted just about sucks him off right there as a thank-you. He sits down in shock.