The sun was setting on Newport Beach, but the action was just beginning.
At Alex's place, a whining Marissa stood in the doorway of the bedroom.
"Come on, Al, please?"
"You seriously want me to go to some Newport part?" She laughed. "I thought you knew me."
Marissa walked over to Alex and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's slim hips. "Please? I've known Jamie since like kindergarten, and I'd feel bad if I didn't at least show up for a few minutes. We don't have to stay too long." She nibbled on Alex's lip and gave her a minute to think.
"Fine," said Alex with a sigh.
At the Cohen house, someone else needed a little convincing.
"Ryan, you gotta get out of the house. It's time to move on." Seth stood next to Ryan's bed in the pool house, talking to Ryan, who lay facedown into a pillow.
"Shut uppp!" Ryan moaned for the third time.
"Marissa is probably going to be there, maybe she'll bring Alex. It could get hot, man…" Seth smiled to himself.
Ryan sighed. "Fine, gimme a minute."
"Let's hope so," Seth continued.