Night. Boat. Jimmy and Hailey. Booze. Caaaaaaaaaah-bo. She sits next to him and explains who the mysterious Suzie was from the call earlier. She was Hailey's college roommate at Santa Barbara, of course, and she become a fashion blah-di-blah in Paris, and just sold her first collection to a client in Japan. Don't care where this is going? You might just be me. Hailey drops the bomb that Suzie has asked Hailey to be her sales rep in Japan, because Suzie knows talent when sees it and the quality of your work on the pole almost always correlates to your work on the field. She tells Jimmy that she wants a job and a future, and he tells her she can have that here, promptly asking her to marry him. Don't let the scene break fool you. Her answer is "We may be dull, but at least we're not Caleb."
Summer does yoga and listens to the good vibrations tape she was telling Kirsten all about last week. A knock on the door yields Ryan. She asks if Seth sent him, and Ryan promises, "He has no idea I'm here." He enters her bedroom and gets started right away: "I owe you an apology. It's my fault Seth took off last summer." But Summer's having none of it, telling Ryan that even if Ryan had stayed, Seth "would have found some Cohen-y way to break [them] up. He can't help it. He's Cohen." She throws Ryan a pink pillow and instructs him to sit down, and Ryan tries again: "I know you have a boyfriend." Summer clarifies that she told Seth that only to torture him, and that she and Zach (SethWASP's name is Zach) aren't really together. She doesn't have a boyfriend and she doesn't want a boyfriend. She claims that they've all moved on -- including Marissa, which evokes from him a concerned "what?" -- and clarifies, "I mean, the way we were weren't always so great."
I like this guy a lot better when he's a lot hotter and a lot less stalky and a lot more on Desperate Housewives. Marissa finds D.J. waiting for her at the house, and he's so conflicted in his passion that his shirt is almost entirely buttoned. She tells him that her boyfriend's back and that's pretty much it between them, and he accuses her of being ashamed of hooking up with the yard guy, which, come on. She starts to cry that she's "not like that," even though she is 100% exactly like that. He tells her not to cry and they begin to kiss passionately because if you want to see lambada he shows you lambada. Anyway, Ryan pulls up and sees the whole thing, because in a house with sixty rooms it's always better to conduct all of your most intimate business in plain sight of oncoming traffic.