Neptune High: fresh outdoors division. The supremely odd couple of Weevil and Beaver sit at a table, studying. So this was Veronica's solution to Weevil's math problems and Beav's auto issues? Because Beaver getting beaten to death kind of solves neither. Beaver is trying to explain quadratic equations, and it's not going well. Every time he asks Weevil a question, the dude flares up like Ralph Kramden after a particularly hard day. Beav points out an equation in the book and asks Weevil what he thinks the first thing to do is. It's a good tutoring tactic, I find, because it lets you know just what you're working with. In this case, however, Beav's working with a blank slate and a white-hot temper. "Lay it out for me, dawg," demands Weevil, a bit more pleadingly. "Make me understand." Beav tries to come up with an example, saying maybe Weevil and his buddy want to get "a twelve-pack of a certain item. Like spark plugs." Yeah, because when high school kids think of a twelve-pack, they think spark plugs. Beav continues his analogy, in which hypothetical Weevil might want to know how much oil would cost him if it costs "y" times as much. Weevil cottons to this "break it down to the grease monkey's level" stuff as well as you might expect: "If this is your idea of terms I'll understand, I'm gonna kill you. Or myself." Weevil resigns himself to cheating, but Beav wants to know what happens to his car, then. Thing is, Beaver actually seems like he wants Weevil to get it, and while his car is still foremost on his mind, I also think Beaver's shown himself to be a person who, once he sets himself on a project, wants to do it right. Unless by "project," you mean "Mac." Speaking of everyone's favorite undersexed gadget girl, she overhears this tutorial difficulty and interrupts, as Weevil gets to explaining how Beav's door panel "is like a summer home..." (hee). She cuts in from the next table: "F-O-I-L. First, outside, inside, last. That's all it is. All Algebra, it's just the formula." Weevil likes the sound of this and asks Mac whether she can teach him. She makes sure he'll still fix Beaver's car if she does, before she takes a seat and gets to work. "Okay. Say you and your buddy buy a twelve-pack of spark plugs." At Weevil's death glare, she assures him she's kidding. Mac and Beaver give each other a couple smiles that cause my adorable meter to start beeping wildly. I could watch this scene all day