Once they reached the restaurant, they went inside, found a booth, sat down and skimmed over the menu.

Ashley: So, what are you going to get?
Spencer: Oh, I don't know. I never know what to get at these places. I always just let someone else --
Ashley: Oh my gosh! (gasps and looks past Spencer)
Spencer: What? (turns to see what she's looking at) Oh, man.
Ashley: Ugh, I can't even go somewhere outside of my own house without seeing her.
Spencer: Jeez, do you think they'll ever stop?
Ashley: Knowing mom, she wouldn't even stop making-out if God came back to claim His beautiful creation.
Spencer: Do you want to leave? Maybe go get some hotdogs and go to the beach or something?
Ashley: Yeah, are you sure? I mean, if you want to stay and eat, then --
Spencer: No, I can tell this is quite uncomfortable for you and if you're uncomfortable… then I'm uncomfortable.

Ashley takes Spencer's hand in hers and tells her thanks for understanding. They subtly get up out of their seats, leave and head to the beach.

They park in the parking lot and go to the nearest hotdog stand. Spencer offered to pay since Ashley paid for the spa. So, they got their snacks and went to a more private area of the beach. A familiar place for both of the girls, the place where they discussed Spencer's sexuality and the pro's and con's of being gay.

It was there under the pier that Spencer felt most comfortable. It was quiet, reserved and of course, Ashley was there. They ate their food and sat next to each other; watching the sea foam collect on the shore.

Ashley: So, you remember this place?
Spencer: How could I forget?
Ashley: (laughs) Just checking.
Spencer: That was such an important day for me. And to tell you the truth, I felt like we got closer that day.
Ashley: Yeah, me too. That night I went home and I couldn't believe how much of an ass I was to you. I guess I just wanted to see how far I could push your buttons. Then before I knew it, you were getting up and sprinting away. I'm sorry for that day, I mean -- the way I acted towards you.
Spencer: Don't be. It made me realize that I -- umm...
Ashley: You what?
Spencer: (hesitantly) That, I actually had feelings for you and to be honest, I was kind of -- jealous.
Ashley: (laughs softly) I already knew that, Spence. I just didn't want to let you know that I knew.
Spencer: (gasps) Jerk! You should've told me. It would've made me feel better. Oh, well. Don't worry about it.

Ashley smiled and linked her left arm with Spencer's right and relaxed on one of the poles that held the pier up. Spencer proceeded to follow Ashley's actions, but before she did, she turned to her right and looked into Ashley's eyes. Ashley looked back into Spencer's, but she didn't move any closer. This time, Spencer was the one to make the first move; Ashley's dream. It only took one kiss to make Ashley completely melt. She loved Spencer, and once again, she knew for sure that Spencer loved her too.

The girls sat under "their" pier for quite a while. They watched the sunset out under the ocean. Until Spencer noticed that it was 7:23pm and her curfew was 6pm.

Spencer: Oh, jeez. I was supposed to be home an hour and a half ago!
Ashley: Oh no! I'm sorry, Spence. Here, let's get going.

As Ashley turns to leave their spot, Spencer stops her with her hand on Ashley's forearm.

Spencer: Wait, (looks deep into Ashley's brown eyes) just one last look.

They wait a minute longer to soak up their togetherness along with nature's beauties. Then, the time comes for them to leave.

As they're driving home, Spencer just can't hold it in any longer.

Spencer: Ashley, can I ask you something? It's kind of... important.
Ashley: Of course. What is it? It sounds serious.
Spencer: Well, it's only serious depending on how you look at it.
Ashley: Ok, well -- what is it?
Spencer: Well, umm... maybe it's too early to be asking. Actually, yeah it is. I'll just wait.
Ashley: Well you know, there's no time like the present. Tomorrow could never come and then you'd be mad at yourself because you never asked.
Spencer: Ok, well, guess what? Tomorrow is coming and I'll just wait until then. Okay? (laughs)
Ashley: Alrighty, whatever you say, blondie!

When they reached Spencer's house, it seemed odd.

Spencer: Wow, that's weird. Why is the front door open?

She gets out of the car to go investigate.

Ashley: Spencer, you're not going alone. If there's some crazed lunatic psycho in your house then I'll be there... you know, just in case.

When they're on the front porch, they both cautiously look through the door.

Spencer: Hello? Mom? Dad? Anyone?
Ashley: I don't think anyone's home, Spence.
Spencer: This doesn't make a bit of sense. Why would the door be wide open, when there's no one home?
Ashley: Come on. Let's go inside and check around.

Once they move through the doorway into the living room, they notice that all their belongings are either smashed up or not even there.

Ashley: Holy sht!
Spencer: Oh my God! We were robbed!

She gets out her cell and dials up her dad.

Arthur: It's Art.
Spencer: (hysterical) Dad? Something -- we --
Arthur: Spencer, calm down. What's wrong?
Spencer: Our house… it's been robbed.
Arthur: What? Are you okay, who are you with?
Spencer: Yeah, I'm fine. I'm here with Ashley.
Arthur: Okay, can you please put her on the phone?

Spencer shakily hands the phone to Ashley.

Ashley: Hello? Mr. C.?
Arthur: Hello, Ashley. Listen, I need you to call the LAPD and report the break-in. I want you to do this because I can tell that Spencer's a little shaken up by this. Can you do that for me?
Ashley: Yes, of course. I'll do it right away.
Arthur: Thank you, Ashley.
Ashley: You're welcome, Mr. C. But, I want you to know that I'll take care of her. She's safe with me.
Arthur: That's comforting. Thanks again, Ashley.

They both hang up and Ashley looks up to find no Spencer.

Ashley: Spencer? Spencer, where are you?
Spencer: (sobbing) I'm in here.