The next morning Dave's parents were up early, doing things about the house. The noise of them walking around the house woke Jemaine. Jemaine got out of his spot on the couch and went to the bathroom. When he returned, from a rather long trip to the bathroom, he found the house empty, besides Dave. Dave's mother-roommate had left some of Dave's old clothes on Jemaine's couch and she had also left a rather large breakfast for Jemaine on the coffee table.

Jemaine happily dug into his breakfast, and soon afterwards changed into Dave's old clothes. Now, I am sure you are wondering, 'why doesn't Jemaine just wear the clothes he packed with him?' Well, this is because his bag of essential items did not contain clothes, or, really, anything needed for survival. It had his notebook of song ideas, his favorite dubbed video dub, and in a moment of spite, he had taken the only two cups that Bret and Jemaine owned.

When he was dressed and getting into a show on TV about spinning wool, Dave staggered into the living room. "Are you still here?" he asked harshly.

"Ah, yes, yes. I believe so, yes," Jemaine answered.

"Are you going to make up with Bret anytime soon? I'm tired of my roommate letting you borrow my old clothes," Dave said as he changed the TV to a program about prostitutes.

"Well, that all depends on if Bret can realize that Coco is turning him into a woman," Jemaine answered. "But, I have a band meeting today so I will check up on Bret,"

"Well, good," Dave said and then turning his view from the loose women on the screen said to Jemaine "You know, if you DO have to spend the night again, we should totally go pick up some chicks,"

"Yes, good. I like chicks and women, and prostitutes, yes," Jemaine said, not taking his eyes off the half-naked women on the TV.

"Well, that's great, man! How about we make a plan to get some pussy regardless, okay? I'll tell my roommates to go to bed with earplugs and we're set," Dave said, getting more excited at his plans of getting laid. So what if Jemaine had to spend the night again?

"Mm, yes, I would like to get some pussy with you," Jemaine said.

"Well, okay. Then when I get home from the store tonight, we'll go out to the bar and get some hot chicks that are drunk to come back here with us,"

"I can only think of one problem Dave,"

Dave was super-confident in his plan; he could see no snags in it at all. "What's that?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

"Well, there is only one bed, so will we do it in shifts, or is your bed big enough for four?"

"Ugh, EW! You stupid fag! You'll bang your bitch on the couch, you aren't getting anywhere NEAR my bed with a boner," Dave got up from his seat on the couch in disgust.

"Ah, alright, sorry to have made you upset, it's just. Well, the couch isn't that big, Dave," Jemaine gestured at the couch that he had fallen off of many times during the night.

"Look, you don't need that much room. Hold on," Dave went into his parent's bedroom and returned with a book. He handed the book to Jemaine. "Read up on this buddy, this'll be your best friend tonight,"

"What is this?" Jemaine asked looking at the blank cover of the book.

"It's a book on kama sutra," Dave replied as he returned to his bedroom.