Night. Buffalo. Buffalo. Buffalo. Nicole and Brooke drive to the pledge house. Nicole says how Mackenzie told her to forget the good about Tim and focus on the bad. "But what is the good?" asks Brooke. Nicole hems and haws that there is good. Nicole tells us that now there is extra pressure for things to work out between her and Tim, because she doesn't want to prove everyone right. Uh what is there to work out? There is nothing! Nothing! God!
House. Tim calls late, after fucking three strippers. He asks if she's still pissed off. She says she's not. Then she camera-talks that to have him call at 3:30 AM made her feel really good about the situation. Now he says, "I probably won't be seeing or talking to you for a long time." Ha. We get a graphic explaining that "Tim has a fraternity commitment for several days." Tim goes on that he wanted to give her a heads-up. Nicole is all sad and says she'll talk to him when he gets done. Then, because she sucks and can't help but be pathetic, she says, "Right?" Tim takes a long pause and then responds, "Yup." Nicole then says that at least they're going to formal -- totally checking -- and he says yeah. As she hangs up, she's saying that if Tim is lying right now about the frat trip, then everyone will be proven right and she'll find the strength to cut him off. No she won't.
On the next. Amy's Twin Horns of Evil announce that initiation will be postponed. Brooke bitches to the pledges that, by law, if it's more than six weeks for pledging, it's hazing. (I hate all the anti-hazing rules. I think they go way too far and are ridiculous. But really, I just got a kick out of hearing all the terrible things my friends who pledged had to go through. Cracked me up.) Julia brats, "You guys really can't be talking about this." Amy then comes to the girls, her thirty-year-old self looming over them, and says that everything they say gets back to them, and if they keep saying shit like they did, the sorority is going down quick. The girls look stunned. Then Brooke is yelling at Mackenzie for running "like a third-grader" and tattling. Brooke loves little-kid analogies. And that's it! See ya.