I know you didn't want to come here tonight...

Sorry. I guess it's more of an inside joke.

And I am so not thinking of Seth Cohen...

Well, I wanted to talk to you about cotillion.

Thanks. I think we can take it from here.

I mean, what if there's someone else out there?

I hit rock bottom. A new low, even for me.

I talked to my sponsor. I'm going to meetings again.

I want to take you and him to Palm Springs.

While he's sleeping, I slip his hand in warm water.

- I think your ball's in the trees. - That's bad, right?

Okay. I think we've torn up the course long enough.

I don't know. We were talking, and he went off.

- What did you do? I just drove back to Newport...

I got kind of messed up, but I'm good now.

I just want to say thanks, Ryan. For everything, man.

And I know I've been a little weird about everything.

- You didn't tell anyone? - I didn't think you meant it.

I thought maybe we could go to Oliver's after school.

- You sure you don't wanna come? - Yeah. I trust you.