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DARREN: Whoa...that was a...that was a kiss.

BLAKE: Yes, it was. I hope I didn't read into -

DARREN: No, you didn't read into anything wrong. That was a good kiss. I liked it.

BLAKE: Really?

DARREN: Um...yeah, I did. In fact, in kind of makes me want...another one...

Darren leans in and kisses Blake. On the other side of the room, Melissa Maddock walks over to Robert Bale, carrying a drink.

ROBERT: What in the hell is Darren doing?

MELISSA Kissing Blake Thomas, it seems.

ROBERT: But Darren isn't...he isn't...

MELISSA Gay? It looks like he is.

ROBERT: This is...this is...I need to get that videotape.

MELISSA They're not going to broadcast Darren and Blake on the five o'clock news, Robert.

ROBERT: No, I want that tape of Felicia making a fool of herself.

MELISSA Robert, just leave well enough alone.

ROBERT: Melissa, my wife, the woman you're being so defensive of, is the woman that cost us our child.

MELISSA I know that, but...we're getting married. I want to worry about my wedding dress, not a new rivalry with Felicia.

ROBERT: Then don't. And let me worry about it.

Chris Server angrily shoves a piece of cake into his mouth, while Kelli Anderson smiles. Sara Reynoldsjoins them, with Alec Bale and Jessica Reyes.

SARA: Darren never told me he was gay.

ALEC: Well, now's a fine time to tell everyone. People in this family just love to make scenes, don't they?

KELLI: You'd know, wouldn't you?

ALEC: Shut up, Kelli.

CHRIS: Whatever. I need some air.

Chris abruptly exits. Jessica runs her fingers across Alec's neck.

JESSICA: Let's go somewhere and talk.

ALEC: Jessica, I don't -

JESSICA: Don't argue.

Jessica drags Alec out of the room.

SIMON: Denise.

DENISE: Simon... William asked me to stop by, he said you two were having a get-together.

SIMON: Oh. William, he just left...I think he went to get some more beer. Why don't you come on in?

DENISE: I'd love to. Thanks.

Denise enters.

SIMON: You know, I've been meaning to ask you something...it might seem kind of forward, but...

DENISE: Yes, I'll go out with you.

SIMON: What?

DENISE: I didn't know if you'd do it or not, so I just said yes ahead of time.

SIMON: Uh...all right, then. Then, it's a date.

DENISE: Great. Okay, now you have to really ask me. Because that's just not going to work for me.

VINCE: Jesus, it's cold out there. I thought it was supposed to be summer.

KELLI: Well, it is night. And we're on the lake.

VINCE: Whatever. What's been going on in here?

KELLI: Everyone's dying of boredom because you weren't here entertaining them.

VINCE: Oh, really?

KELLI: No.

Kelli exits.

VINCE: Jesus...was she always a bitch while we were dating?

Valerie Hanley-Holden pours herself a drink as Melissa walks past the punch bowl.

VALERIE: Melissa, how's it going? Do tell.

MELISSA What do you want, Valerie?

VALERIE: I'm making conversation.

MELISSA Really? You making conversation with me? When's the last time that happened, when you were dating my brother, Kyle?

VALERIE: Tell me, Melissa, when's the baby due? Everyone's just dying to know when that little baby of yours is going to pop out. Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?

MELISSA You know what, Valerie? The word bitch is much too nice for you.

Melissa exits.

VALERIE: If you need a ride to the hospital, just let me know!

Valerie smirks and takes a sip from her drink.


Bedroom. Alec removes Jessica's shirt, and she pushes him back onto the bed.

ALEC: I don't know if this is such a good idea.

JESSICA: Oh, just shut up, Alec. Just shut up and kiss me.

ALEC: Fine...you don't have to tell me twice.

JESSICA: Good. Because of all the things we're going to be doing twice, talking isn't one of them.

SIMON: I'll get that.

Simon stands up and goes to the door. He opens it and finds Michael Hanley standing outside.

SIMON: Mr. Eastcott.

MICHAEL: Simon...you have company. Can we talk privately?

SIMON: Of course. Denise, I'll be out in the hallway.

DENISE: Okay.

Simon and Michael step into the hallway, closing the door.

SIMON: What's up?

MICHAEL: I'm afraid I have some bad news. You see, your temporary relocation to Fordham has become problematic.

SIMON: Why? I mean, I know you've told me that I can't leave the city, and I haven't. I don't even ride the El to work. Or the Metra.

MICHAEL: Yes, but I told you that somewhere in Illinois is where you'd relocated from, and now...there's danger in you still being in the state. I needed you close by before, to transition you, but as of now...you'll need to relocate once again.

SIMON: I have to...I have to what?

MICHAEL: Relocate. I have a plane ticket for you in my pocket. A one-way ticket to Paris.

Around the corner, William Connor listens in, stopping as he heads toward Simon's apartment.

WILLIAM: We'll see about that, Michael.