Paul took Hannah's advice, and his hair looks much better now. I wonder if the town barber noticed the dye job and tried to sell Paul a little Just For Men. Paul's currently at work at Vic's diner, but the real work he's doing is reconciling the new New Orleans story with the old Philly story he initially told Vic. They didn't take "gullible" out of the dictionary; they just put Vic's picture next to it. Paul makes like he's going to do some dishes in the back, but instead, he whips out his Palm Pilot the moment he's alone. He opens an IM session under Erin's ID and responds to ATHINKER2984, "Still there?" Amazingly, ATHINKER is. He hasn't had to pee this whole time? Must not be much of ADRINKER. The two IMers dance around the question of one another's identity for a few lines, and Paul guesses that he's talking to Tannen. Whom he knows from a Post-it on his wall. "Yes. Erin was a friend," Tannen responds. Well, now Paul can make those arrows on the Post-it a little thicker. Paul asks who Kensington is, and Tannen's only answer is to invite Paul to MIRL, tonight, in Chicago: "Red line subway. Monroe station. Last car. Green jacket. 1:37 AM train." Paul looks conflicted, but taps in the obligatory line, "How do I know I can trust you?" And the equally obligatory answer: "You don't." Of course, that could just be the PDA's smart text software talking.
At school, Henry stops by football practice. You'll be surprised to learn that Brady wears a helmet when he plays. A few people are in the stands watching the boys run around, including Hannah and Amber. Hey, I thought there wasn't much to do here but play football, and now we see all these people watching football. Brady's a big liar. Okay, Henry's actually watching his "Kylie" tattoo. But it doesn't seem to be doing much, at least to me. And then it transports Henry into the past, where he makes some triumphant score in a lacrosse game. Kylie's in the bleachers. Gosh, isn't Kylie great? What a lovely memory of Kylie. In any case, the bit of play we just saw has nothing to do with what little lacrosse I've seen, which seemed to involve people clubbing each other for no apparent reason and then running away. Back in the present, Henry pulls out his new cell phone and stares at it, like he's trying to figure out how to dial it.
A female voice from somewhere behind him advises, "You should call her." Henry looks around as the curly-haired brunette from earlier clarifies, "Kylie." Henry pulls down his sleeve, too late. I wish he would also unpop the collar on that polo shirt he's wearing, but if wishes were clues they'd all be in jail now. "Getting that tattoo removed would be much more painful than the actual breakup," the girl says, sitting down, as if that even makes sense. She introduces herself as Sam. Henry shakes her hand, giving his fake name. After a pause, Sam's like, "Weeell, Jason, looks like it's going to be lots of witty conversation for us." Henry admits that he's not that witty. Sam agrees. "And you're not that cute," she says, "so you might want to work on the personality." The Voice of the Recapper award is quite the hot potato this week, isn't it? Anyway, she belatedly says that she's not there to hit on Henry, but wants to do an article on his family for the local paper. Katrina refugee angle and all that. Henry demurs, and she talks boringly about this being his chance for a new beginning: "Who wouldn't want to start over?" Henry looks over at Hannah and her new best friend Amber, who apparently didn't have a preexisting best friend of her own. Then Henry turns back to Sam and asks, "You know where I can score some liquor?" Aww. Brotherly love. The 7th Heaven people probably love that sweet little moment. As long as he doesn't buy Hannah more than half a beer, of course.