(Jackie woke up lying on an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room. Where was she? Oh yeah, she was with Eric and Donna. Was this their house? Jackie sat up and started to check her outfit and hair when she heard footsteps.)

Jackie: Donna?

(At that moment, Steven Hyde walked into the room. He looked down at Jackie whose hand stopped halfway through her hair.)

Hyde: Jackie, hey.

Jackie: Steven… hi.

Hyde: Long time no see.

Jackie: Oh yeah. Hey, I am at Eric and Donna's right? This isn't your house?

Hyde: My house? Do you think my house would be this clean?

(Jackie laughed quietly, thinking of the times she had tried to spice up his room the times they had been together.)

Jackie: Yeah, so uh… how are you?

Hyde: Good. You?

Jackie: A little tired.

Hyde: Yeah, they made me carry you in here. They didn't want you sleeping in the car.

Jackie: Oh… you could've wakened me you know.

(Jackie slipped off the bed and began to walk around the bedroom looking at the decoration.)

Hyde: Nah, you don't talk as much when you're sleeping.

Jackie: Hey!

Hyde: Well it's true.

Jackie: How's life been treating you?

Hyde: Good, good. I had to get rid of the record store a while back though.

Jackie: Huh? Why?

Hyde: Do you know anyone who still even buys records anymore?

Jackie: Oh.

Hyde: Yeah I work in an office now.

Jackie: An office?

Hyde: Yeah.

Jackie: Ha.

Hyde: How about you?

Jackie: I work for a modeling agency. Before you ask, I'm with no one.

Hyde: I wasn't going to ask. Before you ask, I'm with no one either.

Jackie: Oh.

Hyde: Yeah.

Jackie: You know… Steven. Do you find this to be... awkward?

Hyde: Awkward? Nah, why?

Jackie: You know. You and me. Together.

Hyde: We broke up almost ten years ago, Jackie.

Jackie: Yeah, but…

(Donna stepped into the room and smiled at both Hyde and Jackie.)

Donna: Dinner is ready guys.

(The three of them walked to the kitchen and set themselves at the table. Eric and Donna sat next to each other on one side of the table, and Hyde and Jackie sat at the other.)

Eric: Hyde, pass the potatoes.

(Hyde lifted the bowl of potatoes and handed them to Jackie. Their hands touched as Jackie felt electric shocks go through her body. She blushed and passed the bowl to Eric.)

Donna: I see you two have started talking again.

Hyde: Yeah.

Jackie: Steven works in an office.

Eric: Yeah that took a lot of us a long time to stop laughing about it.

Hyde: Shut up.

Jackie: Steven, you are going to the reunion on Saturday right?

Hyde: I guess I have to. I mean you're in town so I suppose so.

Jackie: I wonder how Michael is doing.

Eric: You should see Betsy. He brought her over a few years back and she's so big.

Jackie: Yeah she has to be about nine now?

Donna: Yeah. The same amount of years that you and Hyde…

Hyde: …have been apart, yeah.

(Jackie glanced over at Hyde and saw him looking down at his plate of food. She snapped her head back quickly before anyone noticed.)

Donna: Is it awkward?

Hyde: What's with you chicks and awkward?

Jackie: Well, a little.

Hyde: A little?

Jackie: Come on, how can it not be?

Hyde: We broke up so long ago, so the question should be how could it be?

Jackie: Steven… I… loved you.

Hyde: Yeah well that show's over.

(Hyde had said his words so harshly that Jackie could feel her eyes prick with tears. She hated still having these feelings for him when he was such an insensitive jerk... still.)

Eric: Woah, Hyde.

Donna: Yeah you felt the same way too.

Eric: Okay, we saw the way you two looked at each other.

Hyde: Can everybody just shut up? I'm trying to eat a peaceful dinner here!

Jackie: If you'll excuse me.

(Jackie stood up from the table and walked back into the bedroom she presumed she was now going to be staying in. She sat on the bed and put her head in her hands. She wouldn't cry if she could help it. They couldn't hear her. Why was she hung up on him so? She had never felt this way about him at all in the past decade until she had arrived here. He obviously no longer felt that way, seeing as he turned her down. She lied herself down and stifled her weeps.)