Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Well, then, there should be no problem.
- Ew. - Ew? Jen, he's like the classic, leading guy. He's kind, he's funny...
- You know what? You're probably right.
even with my flair for the dramatic, my role has been reduced to the first act.
- What do you mean?
please don't be upset with me. You have no idea what you've done for me,
you were sexy.
I'll admit it has made me slightly uncomfortable.
- I gotta go.
- I'm just saying he's got a certain... appeal.
- No, you're certainly not.
I... I guess you found my... social flaw.
- But you argued with me.
But you have no idea how long I've wrestled internally with the psychological repercussions...
but if and when you do decide it's the right time for you,
- Just like in the script.
that they desperately want to sleep with but never will in real life.
Oh, deja vu. This is just like that scene from Titanic.
- Was I?
it's-it's like the first time you see Van Gogh's "Starry night".
- Um... yeah, sometimes.
- I know you've got this notion that
- I mean, why don't they have sex?
- And what scares you? - Sex.
- And he does poses for you?
Maybe-maybe the towel is a good idea. I mean,
- I wanted to make the less obvious choice.
Um, you could, uh, sit on the couch or, or the chair.
- I'm fine Jack.
- Listen, at the risk of sounding like a really cheesy...
- 'Andrea McPhee, take two tablets a day, as directed. ZanX, 20mg.
- Yeah, Dawson, I think you should rethink that part. It's a little petty.
- But you don't want to?
- Pacey, please. Give it back.
- Yeah... yeah... - Please, Pacey, she's getting better.