That night, Kristin and Bartender Stacie head into da club. Kristin wastes no time talking shit and tells the rest of the girls she hasn't seen or heard from Brody since Costa Rica. And speak of the horny devil, in walks the heartbreaker himself. One of his greasy acquaintances, Josh, traipses over to chat about racing or some shit. Like a moth to the douche-y flame, ShePratt zeroes in on this guy. God, she has horrible taste. Worse than Audrina's? TBD... After the guy, who looks like the unholy spawn of JB and Johnny Whitworth, catches the girls scoping him out, Brody makes the introduction. Josh heads in for the easy kill, asking ShePratt in short order if she's single.
One banquette over, Brody has yet to put Kristin out of her self-inflicted misery. He's literally not even looking at her -- probably because there's no other girl around he wants to make jealous. He does take some time out to cock block ShePratt, though. He tells Josh that she's got issues, which, although true, is a certifiable dick move. Way to seal your legacy on the show, asshat. No matter, though, because like any good Angeleno Josh knows an emotionally vulnerable and easy girl when he sees one. He walks ShePratt to her car and gets her number. But the best part is Lo's boyfriend being all, "Who's that tall, cool glass of motor oil?" I'm paraphrasing, of course, but you can tell that he wonders what cat dragged Josh in.
Finally Kristin wises up to Brody's jerk behavior and decides to leave. She and BS get into their cab just as Brody hops in his own car, pleased as punch with his own handiwork. I know there's only one episode left, and it's far too late to quibble, but why is he hooking up ShePratt? Remember how he was gunning for her and trying to turn Kristin against her a mere 10 episodes ago? Is he just that much of a high school girl that he needs to feel like the puppet master behind everything, no matter how trivial? Or perhaps he has seen this guy pop some Valtrex and is enacting Hiltonian levels of revenge. Which assumes that ShePratt doesn't already have her own Valtrex prescription -- a big gamble indeed. I mean this is no Jersey Shore-level herpes nest, but those kids -- especially Brody with his Playboy bunny habit -- can't be clean.