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It's just ... I cheated on Joan...
.:. insert picture of Adam staring blankly ahead in one of the outside school hallways with Grace in the background .:.
Adam:
I had to tell someone. Who would I tell if not Jane? Grace didn't understand. I thought she would, she's always going on about how people shouldn't own each other. Yes, I wanted her to tell me it was all right, that occasionally you could go to someone other than the person you love to satisfy your physical needs. Phhh, yeah, like hell. How could I ever think it would be all right?
Grace told me exactly what I didn't wanna hear, but what I needed to hear. So, Rove, what are you going to do now? This guilt is going to eat away at you, one piece at a time. Every time you see Jane, touch her, kiss her, you're going to think about what you did behind her back, what you did with someone else because she wouldn't let you. Hard to believe this would ever go away.
Grace:
I can't believe it! I can't friggin' believe it! Rove slept with Bonnie! Behind Girardi's back? That idiot, how could he do that to my best friend? And how can he expect me to back him up? He deserves a good whack on the head, if it hadn't been for that look of pure misery on his face.
Then he wants me to not tell Girardi. Great. I'm stuck right there in the middle of my two best friends again. Thank you, Rove. This is what I always dreamed of. As if my own problems aren't enough to handle. And I can't even tell Luke because Girardi is his sister. Oh, that little weasel Rove, I wish I could give him a good brainwash. Let's hope Girardi won't find out, because then it's gonna be hell to pay.