In the dressing room, Harriet and Jeannie gab while Samantha fixes her hair. Harriet is still talking about the almost-kiss and begs Jeannie not to go blabbing this info around, particularly not to Samantha. She's standing right next to Samantha as she says this, and Samantha's all, "Right here." What an odd joke. Anyway, Jordan sort of leans inside the doorway and congratulates the women for the great show tonight, and then sort of grins at them dumbly for a minute. She and Harriet make small talk about Nations, until Jordan blurts, "So I don't have any friends." Awkward. Still kind of buzzed and stumbly, Jordan explains that she used to have lots of friends: "In my high-school yearbook, I was voted second runner-up for Life Of The Party." Shit, lady, I was voted "Nicest," and look at where I ended up. Harriet mercifully asks Jordan if she'd like to hang out with the three of them tonight, which Jordan gleefully agrees to: "I think if you give me the chance, you'll find me delightful." "Let's not go for too much on your first night," says Harriet. Jeannie says that they've got to meet up with some people, but that they'll hook up later. Jordan: "This is so great!" Jeannie: "Relax." Jordan: "Okay." Hee. Jordan goes back to Harriet and mentions Darren Wells and how she and Harriet recently shared space in a gossip magazine. They pedeconference out the door, and Harriet gives Jordan the relevant 411 about Darren writing his number on a baseball bat for her. Jordan wonders of Darren would be so kind as to sign a baseball for her nephew. Harriet thinks so, and Jordan decides that her next task is to find a baseball. Harriet's next task is to pass Jordan off to Alex and Soratio Handz. Harriet tells them to help Jordan find a baseball, and then quickly runs off to be with someone less needy. Jordan wastes no time in freaking Alex and Soratio out with FriendQuest 2006. Poor Jordan. When even Alex and Soratio are thinking "...spaz," that's not good.