Ryan stood over the kitchen sink finishing up the dirty dinner dishes. Kirsten walked through the kitchen, cradling Samantha in her arms, and feeding her a bottle. She walked into the living room and sat down on the couch next to Sandy. She looked at Sandy, who was staring mindlessly at the TV, and then turned her head, looking over at Marissa who was seated in a chair next to the couch, and doing the same thing. A few minutes later, Ryan walked into the living room, taking the last seat on the couch and joining the others in some mind numbing entertainment.

About an hour later, the made for TV movie they were all watching ended, and Sandy flicked the TV off. Kirsten stood up straight, letting out a yawn.

Kirsten: I'm going to bed.

Sandy: That sounds like a good idea.

Sandy stood up as well, and then Ryan, who reached out to take Samantha from Kirsten. Kirsten smiled and passed her off, stepping around Ryan and walking back towards the kitchen.

Kirsten: Goodnight.

Ryan: Goodnight, Kirsten.

Marissa: Night.

Sandy: See you guys tomorrow.

Ryan and Marissa nodded their heads and Sandy followed Kirsten out of the room and towards their bedroom. Ryan and Marissa turned their heads towards each other and smiled.

Ryan: Pool house?

Marissa nodded her head and stood up. The two turned the remaining lights off in the house and walked outside. Samantha had already been asleep in Kirsten's arms for about half an hour, so Ryan immediately set her down in the crib and tucked her into bed. Marissa took a seat on the bed and a few seconds later, Ryan joined her.

Marissa: You tired?

Ryan: Not really.

Marissa: I wonder how they're doing in Cabo.

Ryan: Kirsten talked to Seth, she said their meeting went well.

Marissa: That's good…

Ryan: Yeah…do you think he's going crazy yet?

Marissa laughed and turned her head towards Ryan.

Marissa: Probably.

Seth, Summer and Zach stumbled out of the small Cabo bar they had been celebrating in. Zach had his arm around Summer, while Seth walked behind them. Zach had cut himself off a few hours earlier in order for one of them to drive. The three pilled into their rent-a-car, and Zach got into the drivers seat. All of their stuff, including the large cutout of Little Miss Vixen were pilled into the back. Zach put the car in gear and eased away from the curb.

Summer: How far is it to your parent's house?

Zach: About fifteen minutes.

Seth: So, do your parents, like…own houses all over the world.

Zach: A few, actually. This one is just their summer house.

Seth: Ahh, yes…a cozy Cabo cabana.

Zach: Yeah…something like that.

Fifteen minutes later, Zach pulled the rental car into an expansive driveway, leading up to a large Spanish styled house.

Seth: Wow.

Zach: Come on, let's go.

The three got their necessary stuff out of the back of the car and walked up to the front door. Zach opened the large double doors and the three stepped into the large house. Seth looked up immediately, noticing the large ceilings and expensive furniture and artwork.

Seth: Home sweet home, huh?

Summer: Please Cohen, you live in like…the biggest house in Newport Beach.

Seth: Second biggest…actually.

Summer scoffed and walked a few steps towards Zach.

Zach: Why don't we just get settled for tonight?

Summer: Sounds good.

Zach: Follow me.

Zach led Seth and Summer up the stairs, and down a hallway to the right. He stopped outside the second door and opened it, ushering Seth inside. Seth stepped into the room and dropped his stuff on the bed, while Zach and Summer lingered in the doorway.

Zach: So, this will be your room.

Seth looked around the room and then back to Zach.

Seth: Thanks man, it's great.

Zach: No problem…and there's a bathroom right across the hall.

Seth: Okay.

Zach: Okay, see you tomorrow.

Zach and Summer turned and stepped back into the hallway while Seth sprung for the door.

Seth: Wh – Wh – wait a minute…where are you staying?

Zach: Oh, these are all the guest bedrooms; my room is in the west wing of the house.

Seth: West wing?

Zach: Yeah, we're in the east right now…

Seth: So…you'll be on the other side of the house.

Zach: Yeah.

Seth: Okay…

Seth nodded his head, trying to assure himself everything was fine. Suddenly, he looked over at Summer and his face fell.

Seth: …and you…

Summer turned towards Seth.

Seth: …where are you staying?

Summer: Um…

Zach: She's staying with me, Cohen.

Seth: Oh…good. I mean…great, good then. You two will be together…sleeping…sleeping together…

Summer: Are you okay?

Seth: What! Of course, I'm fine. Perfect, never been better. You two go…

Seth waived his arms around in the air.

Seth: …over there…and I'll stay over here…and…

Seth's arms fell back to his sides.

Seth: …yeah…everything's fine.

Zach: See you tomorrow.

Zach turned, reaching over and holding onto Summer's hand. She turned as well and followed him back through the house and towards the other side. When they got to Zach's bedroom, he opened the door for her and they both stepped inside. Zach pilled their luggage in the corner, while Summer stared at the large bed in the middle of the room. She wanted desperately to be thinking about Zach, but she wasn't, and probably couldn't. All thought process was fixated on Seth Cohen.

Zach: You okay?

Summer: Yeah…I'm fine.

Zach: Why don't we go to sleep?

Summer nodded her head and the two got ready, then got into bed. Zach smiled to Summer and reached over, turning a small lamp off. The room went pitch black around them.

Zach: Goodnight Summer.

Summer: Night, Zach.

Zach closed his eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep. Summer lay on her back, wide-awake and staring up at the ceiling.