Back in Italy, Kirsten had taken the long way back to the hotel and had finally returned to the suite. Kirsten didn't expect Sandy to be there, but noticed the doors to the balcony open, and found Sandy sitting on the balcony with an open bottle of scotch sitting on the table next to him. Kirsten walked out onto the balcony and stood behind Sandy. Sandy was aware that she was there, but didn't turn to look at her.
Sandy: (Still looking out at the horizon) I just have to know one thing.
Kirsten: (In a shaky voice) What?
Sandy: Were we…were we together when this happened?
Kirsten: Oh my God Sandy, no. It happened right out of high school. It was before I had even met you…you thought…
Sandy: I don't know what to think Kirsten.
Sandy stood up, turned around and faced Kirsten. Kirsten could barely look at him.
Sandy: At least now I understand why Theresa changed her mind about her abortion.
Kirsten: Sandy, please…
Sandy just looked at his wife, and then poured himself another glass of scotch.
Kirsten: Sandy, at the time, I thought that was the hardest decision of my life…but this…I'm sorry Sandy. I should have told you a long time ago, but I guess part of me thought that if I never told anybody, it would be like it never happened.
Sandy: You never told anybody…not even Jimmy.
Kirsten: Nobody.
Kirsten started crying uncontrollably, and Sandy finally let his guard down. Sandy walked over to his crying wife and took her hand.
Sandy: I'm sorry too…I shouldn't have stormed off like that, I just needed some time to think.
Kirsten fell into Sandy's arms crying on his shoulder.
Sandy: I guess I can't be mad about something you did before I even met you.
Kirsten: (Still crying) I'm sorry, I'm so –
Sandy: Shh…it'll be okay, we'll make it through this.
Kirsten: I love you Sandy.
Sandy: I love you too.
Kirsten perked up and wiped the tears from her eyes.
Sandy: No more secrets…okay?
Kirsten managed a smile.
Kirsten: Okay.
Sandy: (Smiling) You want a drink?
Kirsten: You always knew how to ruin a moment.
Back in Newport Beach, the teenagers had finished their movie and had moved on to video games, under Seth's request. Ryan and Seth were playing that Ninja game while Summer and Marissa were sitting on the couch talking about random stuff. Out of nowhere Summer spoke up.
Summer: I'm so bored.
Ryan: You want to play?
Ryan tried to hand the controlled to Summer, eager to get out of constantly losing the game to Seth.
Seth: Aw, you're just a soar loser.
Summer: I bet there's a party going on somewhere.
Ryan: (Who had gone back to playing the video game) Didn't somebody get shot the last time we went to one of those?
Seth: Well, Luke won't be there to piss off any crazy gun touting kids from Corona…so I think we'd be okay.
Everybody laughed at Seth's comment.
Ryan: Well, I'm not really up for the party scene, unless…
Ryan looked over at Marissa.
Ryan: Do you want to go?
Marissa: No, I think I'd rather just stay here.
Ryan smiled at Marissa and she smiled back.
Summer: You guys are no fun.
Marissa: Hey we're fun.
Seth: No, the two of you have fun together…usually locked in the pool house.
Summer: Come on Coop, it'll be fun.
Marissa: Sum, you and Seth can go if you want…it's not like Ryan and I are going to be the life of that party.
Seth: That's for sure.
Both Marissa and Ryan shot glances at Seth.
Seth: Sorry.
Ryan: Besides, you don't even know where a party is.
Summer: If there's a party…I'll find it.
Summer whipped out her cell phone and started to make some calls. Ryan and Seth went back to their video game, in which Seth sliced Ryan's character's head off.
Ryan: Okay, that's it…I'm done.
Seth: Come on man…how about a little Tony Hawk?
Ryan: Maybe tomorrow.
Ryan stood up from his seat on the floor and sat down on the couch next to Marissa. Seth continued playing his game, this time in one player mode. Ryan and Marissa watched Seth play, while Summer was still on the party hunt.
Summer: I found one.
Seth: That's my girl.
Summer: It's at this sophomores house…on the beach.
Ryan: They're all on the beach.
Summer: Shut up Chino.
Ryan raised his hands as if to resemble a white flag and laughed at Summer.
Summer: Come on Cohen…let's go to the party.
Seth: Okay, just let me kill this guy first.
Summer agreed and walked out of the room towards the bathroom to freshen up for the party. Ryan turned to Marissa and spoke quietly.
Ryan: You're sure you don't want to go?
Marissa: And pass up and opportunity to have the whole house to ourselves…I don't think so.
Ryan smiled and leaned in and kissed Marissa. About ten minutes later Seth and Summer were heading out the door for the party, and Ryan and Marissa were left sitting on the couch all alone.
Marissa: So what do you want to do?
Ryan: I can think of something.
Marissa smiled and Ryan cracked his classic half smile.
Marissa: Let me guess, something involving the pool house.
Ryan: Race ya.
Ryan jumped up and started sprinting towards the back door, and Marissa was close to follow. Marissa caught up with Ryan and jumped on his back, almost knocking him over. Ryan regained his balance and carried Marissa into the pool house where they planned on spending the rest of the night.