Seth and Summer are standing together silently in the Cooper driveway. Summer looks around then looks at Seth.
Su: We couldn't have given them fifteen minutes to unpack, acclimate to their new environment, maybe some welcome home sex, whatever…we had to be here to greet them right as they were arriving.
Seth shrugs, but doesn't respond. Summer looks around.
Su: Okay, I feel reeeeeaaaaly stupid.
Seth nods.
Se: Maybe we should have brought lawn chairs?
Seth suggests. Summer shrugs.
Su: Hey, didn't the Cooper's use to have a dog?
Summer asks. Seth thinks about it.
Se: Oh my god you're right…
Seth replies.
Se: Dustin! Whatever happened to Dustin! I remember cause he was here at Marissa's tenth birthday; we were throwing around the frisbee.
Seth explains. Summer looks at Seth surprised.
Su: Really?
Seth nods.
Su: I am just curious, how well did Dustin throw the frisbee?
Summer asks insultingly.
Se: Hey, I resent that, I did all the throwing…
Seth says confidently.
Se: Dustin just did the catching…
Seth adds quietly. Summer smiles.
Su: How come every story you ever tell me involves you be un-athletic, un-popular, or un-der the desk?
Se: Hey, you are taking that completely out of context.
Seth responds.
Se: I thought the Soviets were dropping a bomb on us, and everyone knows the best way to protect yourself from a nuclear bomb is by hiding under your desk.
Seth responds sarcastically. Summer tugs on Seth's hand.
Su: Don't worry Seth, I'll give you some good stories to tell. Anyone can improve their image, all you need is someone to give you some positive spin.
Summer says confidently.
Su: For example, the time you threw-up when you had to make that speech in English class… you were drinking the previous night…at a college party… at a sorority… where you spent the night…with a hot blonde…
Seth looks at Summer surprised.
Su: Who you did absolutely nothing with.
Summer adds, realizing what she just said.
Su: And then you ran to school just in time to throw up and receive an F, which is very cool.
Seth smiles at Summer.
Se: It's like having my own Karl Rove.
Su: That's so mean…. I think.
Seth kisses Summer. They notice the car with Ryan and Marissa is coming toward the driveway. Ryan is driving and Marissa is in the seat next to him. Summer starts to walk out of the driveway, but Seth grabs her hand.
Su: Seth what are you doing? We're blocking off the driveway!
Se: Trust me okay, this will be just the thing to bring Marissa back to her Newport self.
Summer shrugs and stands there next to Seth holding his hand. Ryan and Marissa are about to pull into the driveway.
Se: Ten bucks says Marissa leans over to toot the horn, then yells something sarcastically out the window at us.
Ryan stops the car right before Seth and Summer. Ryan and Marissa look at Seth and Summer for a second. Marissa leans over and toots the horn. Seth smiles at Summer, pleased at his correct prediction. They wait. Nothing else happens. Marissa toots the horn again. Seth shrugs.
Se: You owe me five dollars.
Seth and Summer walk out of the driveway. Ryan pulls into the spot and parks the car. Marissa gets out of the car while Ryan pulls the keys out of the ignition and also gets out. Marissa opens the trunk and grabs her stuff.
Ry: Need some help?
Ryan asks. Marissa shakes her head no. Ryan puts his hand on her back. They walk together toward Seth and Summer. There's a pause.
Se: What ever happened to Dustin?
Seth asks breaking the silence. They all look at Seth. Marissa shrugs.
Ma: What ever happened to Rosa?
Marissa counters. Seth smiles nervously.
Se: Hey guys, welcome back!
Seth says, changing the subject. Seth hugs Marissa. Summer and Ryan look at each other. They finally hug awkwardly.
Ma: It's good to be back…
Marissa says sincerely. She hugs Summer while Ryan and Seth bump shoulders.
Ry: What were you doing in the middle of the driveway?
Ryan wonders.
Se: Actually we were hoping that you would run us over. We wanted to go out with a Romeo and Juliet bang, I mean Everwood was canceled so, there really is no reason to be anymore.
Seth jokes. There's a pause.
Ma: We should probably go in…my parents are expecting me.
Seth nods.
Se: Right.
Marissa and Summer go in first followed by Ryan and Seth.
Ma: Mom, Dad, I'm home!
Marissa calls out. There's a pause. Marissa shrugs. They finally appear from the living room. Marissa smiles. They both run toward Marissa and give her a big hug at the same time.
Ma: Did we win publisher's clearinghouse or something?
Marissa jokes.
Ju: Oh Honey, it is so good to see you.
Marissa sighs.
Ma: You visited me last week.
Marissa reminds them.
Ju: I know, but to have you home at last, God, I am so happy.
Jimmy breaks off from the hug and walks toward Ryan. Julie keeps hugging Marissa.
Ju: You look fantastic!
Julie compliments.
Ma: Thanks Mom.
Marissa says happily.
Summer moves close to Seth.
Su: She seems happier doesn't she?
Summer whispers. Seth nods. Jimmy arrives at Ryan.
Ji: Hey son, it's nice to see you.
Ry: Yeah, it's nice to see you too sir.
Jimmy and Ryan shake hands.
Ji: How's your Uncle doing?
Ryan looks at Jimmy, surprised by the question.
Ry: He's fine.
Ji: Good, well I'd love to get together with him some time.
Ryan nods. Marissa looks at Ryan and her Dad, also confused by the question.
Ju: Hey Ryan, why don't you eat with us? The cook is making meatloaf and we have plenty…
Ma: um Mom, it's okay, I'm sure Ryan wants to…
Marissa starts.
Ji: Come on everything else can wait one more day, have dinner with us.
Ryan looks at Marissa. Marissa shrugs reluctantly.
Ry: All right I will.
Julie claps excitedly.
Ju: Great! Come on, let's wait in the living room.
They all start to walk to the living room, Julie with Marissa and Jimmy with Ryan.
Ji: So does your Uncle play golf?
Jimmy asks. Ryan shakes his head.
Ry: Um….
They turn the corner. Seth and Summer are left standing near the entrance. They look at each other.
Se: Can we go in?
Summer shrugs. There's a pause. Marissa walks back toward Seth and Summer.
Ma: Are you guys coming?
Seth and Summer look at each other. Seth shrugs. They walk toward the living room with Marissa.
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