Back at Babylon, Sheba once again takes the stage, in order to announce the winner. Yup. It's Justin. Dreamboy cheers. Brian frowns in disbelief as Justin is crowned. Sheba gives him a big hug, and tells the boy, "Now, whoever that asshole is who's been ignoring you, he's not taking you for granted anymore." Wanna make a bet? Justin makes his way back to Brian and Dreamboy, and asks Brian whether he saw him. Duh. Justin's like, well, what did you think? Brian speaks for every viewer watching and sneers, "I think that contest was rigged." Justin's face falls, because My God, get a life, Boy. Dreamboy's in awe -- Brian knows him?! Brian smirks, "I taught him everything he knows." Justin snaps back, "except how to dance."
Brian takes the burn, and Dreamboy lustfully gazes at Justin. Justin asks Dreamboy, "So, what's your name? I'd ask him, but I'm sure he doesn't know." Oh, he's all redeeming himself. A little more of this and he may be able to guard Shaq soon. Dreamboy says his name is Sean. Justin tells him that he's hot, too: "I was watching you...it made me want to fuck all night." Brian looks back and forth between the two of them, seriously not believing this is happening. Justin asks Sean whether he wants to bail, and Sean's all about that. Brian yells after Justin, "I thought we had plans." Justin laughs, "You couldn't do better, and I told you I might have plans, too." Yeah, but it wasn't supposed to be the same plan! Sean asks what Brian's problem is, like he didn't just walk away from him to go fuck Justin, and Justin shrugs, "He's just my stalker." Then Sean adds insult to injury by saying, "I suppose we could have a threeway. Only, he is kind of old." Justin laughs and informs Sean, "We're also kind of leaving."
Back on the dance floor, Demon has somehow gotten away from Michael, and is continuing his well-loathed, hypocritical ways by dancing with not one but two sweaty HDGBs. Mike finds him and snaps, "An hour ago, weren't you the one who was tired of all this pulsating flesh and wanted to go home?" Demon's all, "What's the rush?" Especially now that the hot guys find him attractive and all -- you know, at his age. Mike throws back the whole thing about the misplaced emphasis on blah blah blah sexcakes. Demon: "Well, maybe I was being a little judgmental." Mike tells him to try "hypocritical," but he's already tried that quite a few times. Demon pouts, "Now, who's being judgmental?" Shut up, Demon. Mike says he's just being honest: "Don't judge someone for something you wish you could do, but never had the guts." Mike stomps away, past Ted and Blake. Blake points out that Michael Novotny has left the building, and asks Ted whether he's going to go after him. Ted says he could care less: "I already told you, I'd rather be with you." Awww. Fuzzies! Blake smiles, but he asks whether Ted's friends have a problem with Blake. Ted says that Blake isn't coming between him and his friends, and that even if he were, it wouldn't matter. Blake presses the point; Ted replies, "If a friend of mine has a problem with you, all it means is that he was never my friend to begin with." Uh huh. He and Blake give each other a big relationship-affirming hug.