mr. mcneedy. it's not like it's the first time we've slept together. whoo! what's up, sky? hey. hey, you. oh, my god. i'm so late. my mom's gonna kill me. uh, just leave the tent. i'll call you! wow. it's my very first golf cart ride of shame. hi, julie. it's not that bad. just pretend you're coming back from some, uh, fancy ball or something. yeah, i'm cinderella. i'm gonna grab us some coffees. w-wait. don't leave me. n-no! oh, i want a latte! (laughs) well, well, well. oh, good. it's barb. returning to the ex-husband. kinda like an old security blanket-- sure, it's a little frayed around the edges, but it's still nice to wrap around your face. how can you be that filthy this early in the morning? i've been up all night. i guess i just got turned around, again and again and ag-- barb, look. there's some shirtless frat boys. where? (tires screech) i'm so stupid! i could have clung to the excuse that i didn't know how jules felt. now that's gone. you know, my mom always taught me to just jump in and do whatever i wanted without thinking, but i'm starting to feel like that i