Berstein (Beedle-eedle-eedle-eedle-eeeee, BOUM!) introduces himself and beckons the children into his office. A quick cut later and we're inside, Bernstein (Beedle-eedle-eedle-eedle-eeeee, BOUM!) pouring himself some coffee and telling the three that he's read the treatment. And? AND? "And I think it's interesting." ROCK AND ROLL! They sit down across a glass table from one another, Seth launching in all whacked out, "Thank you. And we like your jacket." No, you don't. Creative enfant terrible that he is, Bernstein (Beedle-eedle-eedle-eedle-eeeee, BOUM!) has some tweaks of his own. First of all, he tells them, "Putting pretty people by the beach is not enough for me." Two seasons in, sir, the viewers of The O.C. have a response to this: TELL US ABOUT IT. He wants more. But what? Seth has got this all figured out, rising and pacing, telling the room that he wants to take them "to the white-hot center of the comic." A love story. Seth says yes. Zach and Summer say no. Seth barrels on that, even if no one else can see it, it's there. Hey, I think he's talking about…wait, maybe I DON'T know. Nah. I totally know. And that love story will be between The Ironist and Little Miss Vixen. Wait, wait…I think I know what he's getting at here. Bernstein (Beedle-eedle-eedle-eedle-eeeee, BOUM!) deems this "an interesting approach," and Summer and Zach launch in again to say that they haven't discussed anything like this. Seth continues that if the two could put their differences and bickering aside for one issue -- "even though the readers find it adorable" -- they'd see they were perfect for one another. We don't find it that adorable these days. We find it kind of grating. Seems like the classy thing to do would have been not to call attention to it. Bernstein (Beedle-eedle-eedle-eedle-eeeee, BOUM!) shifts uncomfortably as Seth pours himself some more coffee. Honestly, how tired do you have to be to let something like this happen? Cohen should have stuck to the green tea. Bernstein (Beedle-eedle-eedle-eedle-eeeee, BOUM!) says that the concept shows some promise, but that he can see the three of them are not ready to work as partners. He takes his leave with the parting shot, "Get back to me after high school." Which they'll never graduate if hotshot comic book producers keep pulling them randomly out of school for two days of meetings in the middle of the week. But that's what rock star comic book publishers do! One last encore! Flick those lighters! Here it comes! Beedle-eedle-eedle-eedle-eeeee, BOUM! Play "Freebird"!