"You ain't gonna shoot me, not with them shaky-ass hands. You ain't got the stomach for it," he says, drastically underestimating the truly bugshit nature of Ginger, and she nails him in the leg. He goes down screaming bitch and she stares at the gun, quickly getting herself into the usual Ginger Frenzy. "Holy FUCKER! I'm sorry!" She stares down at him, gibbering and shaking and gingering out all over the place. "AH! OH! I hate guns! EEEEE!" She drops the guns and keeps screaming, at this point in a gerundial fashion, completely unlocked and unchained from any subject of her screaming, screaming because things have gotten to the point where screaming is all there is. He cuts through the fog, shocked out of all his shapes and sounding like Lafayette again: "Hey! Hey! I'm the one who got shot, will you quit screaming and go get me a doctor before I bleed the fuck out?" She gives a token agreement to this plan, but you know she keeps screaming her unholy ass off. "These are all dirty!" she shouts, brandishing bar towels, and because he is awesome, he still manages to roll his eyes as he demands the fucking towel.

Amanda Jane, dressed in that Bratz doll Hot Topic version of kinderwhore, undulates for the Leadership crowd, who agreeably dance throughout, until they seem stuck on the end of their own desire, wanting her and wanting her to be denied, virgin and whore, with guilt on top for the existence of sex. Abstinence as its own porn, exerting more control over these warped young men than any amount of force could have done. Here are the lyrics. I don't really think they need much comment beyond their recapitulation:

There was a time when you taught your baby girl how to ride
But then on a dime, I rebelled and wouldn't show you [a word here. Time? The time?]/ No, no, no
I thought I was cool, I would not come back straight on home after school
I broke all the rules, I laughed at you and called you a fool/ No, no, no...

Sarah and Steve laugh and chat in the corner, watching them dance, whip themselves into something so in flight from desire that it becomes desire, and the scary lyrics start in earnest.

Because Jesus, he loves me
So now I love me too

I'm saving myself for you
I'm saving
Jesus, he loves me
So now I love me too

And I'm saving myself for you