Outside the car, sitting in their own car, were Joan and Adam. Joan turned to Adam, a disgusted look on her face. "I can't believe I just witnessed Grace Polk seducing my brother."

"It didn't really look like seduction to me, Jane," Adam corrected her. "It looked like she just…"

"Adam, I know what she did," Joan interrupted him. "I don't need an instant replay." She turned back to look at Grace's car, and saw that the windows were beginning to fog up. "I can't sit here and let this tragedy to all mankind to happen." She started to open the car door, but Adam put an arm out to stop her. "Adam, what are you doing?"

"Do you know how pissed Grace is going to be if she finds out we followed her here?" Adam pointed out. "Plus, she's your best friend, and Luke's your brother. Don't you want them to be happy, yo?"

"Well, yeah, but not together," Joan insisted. "Don't you see how wrong that is?"

"Hey, how do you think Grace feels?"

"About what? Her and Luke?" Joan asked. "Well, it's pretty obvious how she feels about that."

"No, about us."

Joan looked confused. "Well, that's different. You're not Grace's brother, for one."

"But, Jane, for the longest time, it was always Grace and Adam, Adam and Grace, and then you moved here, and it was the three of us."

"You don't think Grace resents me for taking you away from her, do you?" Joan asked, horrified.

"Not anymore," Adam said. "But yeah, at first, it was a little weird, even for me. I mean, now, we both are totally fine with it, and we can't imagine life without you. You've added power to the force."

"Okay," Joan agreed, somewhat confused. "Let's get out of here. I'm going to suffer through the initial awkwardness and grossness of Grace and Luke dating, and things will be just peachy after that." There was suddenly a hollow knock on the window, and Joan looked up to see a very angry Grace peering in, Luke standing behind her.

Adam turned to Joan and said, "Yeah. Just peachy."

Joan rolled down her windown slowly, and said, "Grace! What a surprise to see you here. Is that my brother you have with you? Good. I can let my mom know he's with you. We'll be on our way now." She started to roll the window up again, but Grace's hand interrupted it on its way up.

"What the hell are you doing, Joan? Spying on me? I can't believe this."

"Maybe you should let her explain…" Luke interrupted.

"Stay out of this," Grace ordered him. "This is between your sister and me."

"No," Luke retorted. "No, I'm not going to stay out of this. I'm involved in this just as much as you are."

Grace turned to face him. "Just let me take care of this. I'm better at handling confrontation than you are."

"How would you know?" Luke asked angrily. "You don't know me as well as you think you do."

Adam and Joan were watching raptly, but Joan decided it was time to leave before Grace remembered who she was actually mad at. "Well, we're off. Have a nice night."

She started rolling up the window again, but Grace flipped around and stopped her. "You're not going anywhere until you tell me why you followed us out here."

"Alright," Joan agreed. "If you want the truth, you'll get the truth."

"Jane," Adam warned, "what are you doing?"

Joan turned to him. "Best friends are supposed to be completely honest with each other, right? That's all I'm doing."

"Come on, Joan," Grace said impatiently. "Spit it out."

"Okay, so Adam and I saw you two back at school in the parking lot, and I was a little weirded out by the thought of it. I mean, Grace, you're my best friend, and dorkwad over there is unfortunately my brother, so, yeah, it was strange." Grace made as if to interrupt her, but Joan continued. "But Adam made me realize you were bothered by me dating him – at first, anyways -, but you let us do what we wanted because you wanted us to be happy. And that's all I want for you guys. If that means being together, as weird as it may be at first, I'll support it."

Grace looked less pissed and nodded her head slowly. "I'm still mad that you followed me out here. I don't care to be interrupted."

"I don't need details," Joan informed her. Grace grinned at her and stuck her hand through the open window. "So, we're good now?"

"As long as we make a deal," Grace stipulated.

"What's that?" Joan asked nervously.

"No discussing these two goons, and no PDA's in front of each oter. At least," she leaned in the window, "not at first." She withdrew her head and replaced her hand. "Do we have a deal?"

"Sure," Joan agreed, and the two shook hands. Joan then rolled up the window and Grace and Luke returned to Grace's car. "See," Joan said to Adam, "I told you everything would be just fine." He shook his head and she giggled and gave him a kiss.