Ashley takes Lexi on a tour of her downstairs level. They go through the kitchen, the dining room, the bathroom, the game room, the laundry room, the pantry closet and the downstairs guest bedroom.

They get to the foot of the stairs and stop to catch their breath.

Lexi: Whoa! That has got to be the biggest downstairs I have ever seen!
Ashley: Yeah. I hardly spend any time down here. Mostly just in the kitchen.
Lexi: You cook?
Ashley: Just when Spencer's around.
Lexi: Oh yeah -- Spencer.

Her eyes darted up the stairs and then she pointed up them. Giving Ashley the indication that she wanted to go investigate the upper level.

Ashley: Sure.

Ashley led the way with Lexi closely behind her.

Ashley: Mainly, the only important rooms up here are: my room, the guest bedroom and my bathroom.
Lexi: Which one is your room?
Ashley: Second door on the left.

Lexi made her way past door #1, then she entered door #2. She was immediately taken back by the size of Ashley's room.

Lexi: Dang, your room is almost as big as your living room.
Ashley: Yeah. This was my mom's room, but... I made her switch me, since -- she's never home.
Lexi: Does she work?
Ashley: Work? I doubt my mom even knows the meaning of 'work'. No, she just wonders around and lives off her many boyfriends.
Lexi: Your mom has boyfriends? Is that weird for you?
Ashley: No, not really. I'm pretty use to it now.
Lexi: Has any of them ever hit on you?
Ashley: Yeah. This one did, Dave. But -- all I had to do to keep him away from me was bring over my 'friend'.
Lexi: Oh, I smell what you're cookin'.
Ashley: What?
Lexi: It's an expression. It means 'I know what you're talking about'.
Ashley: Oh, okay. Is that Oklahoman humor?
Lexi: (laughs) No. I guess it just wasn't L.A. appropriate.
Ashley: (laughs) No, I was just kidding.
Lexi: Me too. (snickers and looks Ashley in the eyes)

Meanwhile, Spencer has been walking the lonely, dark streets of L.A. by herself. Where was she going? She knew the answer to that: Ashley's house. If there was one person who could understand what she was going through, it was her. It was plain and simple: she needed Ashley.

For some reason, Spencer didn't feel the same when she walked up Ashley's driveway and saw that silver Mini-Cooper sitting there.

She made her way to the front door and rang the doorbell.

(DING, DONG!)

No answer. She rang it again.

(DING, DONG!)

Still, no answer. She turned the knob and the door was oddly unlocked. She walked through the doorway, closed the door and then stopped at the foot of the stairs.

Spencer: (yelling up the stairs) Ashley? Hey, Ash? Are you up there?

All of a sudden, Ashley poked her head into the hallway. She took a full step through her doorway and walked to the railing.

Ashley: Yeah, Spence! We're up here!

Spencer took each step at a time until she was completely on the second level. She followed Ashley into her room and she saw Lexi sitting behind a set of drums.

Spencer: (nods her head towards Lexi) Do you play?
Lexi: A little.

With that said, she started up the bass drum with her foot and then went all out on the other four pieces of the set. When she was finished, she looked at Spencer and Ashley with a pleasing look on her face.

Spencer: A little, huh?
Lexi: Yeah, (puts the drumsticks down) I didn't want to sound too conceited.
Ashley: Well, you're really good.
Lexi: Thanks.
Spencer: Is that the only instrument you play?
Lexi: No. I play both guitars: electric and acoustic. I also play piano, steel guitar and the -- no, I'm not saying.
Ashley: What other one? Tell us!
Spencer: Yeah!
Lexi: (sighs) Ugh. It's really embarrassing, but -- I can play the... banjo. (puts her hands to her eyes to cover them)
Spencer: That's not -- too embarrassing.
Lexi: (narrows her eyes) Whatever! It is too!

Ashley moves over to where Lexi was sitting and starts fiddling with the right-sided cymbal.

Ashley: Maybe... you could teach me to play these things?
Lexi: (looks over at Spencer with a wicked smile and one eyebrow cocked) I'd love to. We can do it... tomorrow.

Even though Spencer knew that they were talking about the drums, her eyebrows rose when she heard the phrase, "...do it..." It must've been the way Lexi said it. She made it sound so... sexual. Ashley looked back at Spencer, then back to Lexi.

Ashley: Ahh, that sounded like an offer... -- sure. Tomorrow sounds -- ... that I can't refuse great!

She turned around to Spencer and gave her an uneasy looking smile.

Spencer thought about their conversation and decided that they were no longer talking about the drums.

Spencer: Umm, Ash? Can you come with me? I'm kind of thirsty.
Ashley: Ahh, yeah. Sure.

Spencer walks out with Ashley following behind her; leaving Lexi alone in Ashley's room.

They walk downstairs to the kitchen.

Spencer gets to the island in the middle and whips around.

Ashley: (looking at Spencer's nose) Spencer, what's wrong?
Spencer: What the hell was that all about? (points to the ceiling; meaning upstairs)
Ashley: What was what all about?
Spencer: She was hitting on you, Ashley!
Ashley: (playing dumb) No she wasn't.
Spencer: Yes, she was.
Ashley: I didn't notice it.
Spencer: Oh whatever. You, of all people, can tell when someone is hitting on you.
Ashley: What's that suppose to mean?
Spencer: You know exactly what it means, you're just afraid to admit it.
Ashley: Okay, so she was. But, I mean -- it's not like you and I are official.
Spencer: We shouldn't have to be 'official'. It should just be out of respect.
Ashley: I'm sorry, okay. I just -- I want to have a little fun.
Spencer: Oh, so now we never have fun?
Ashley: Of course we have fun.
Spencer: Then what? Am I not 'sexy' enough for you? Would you like me to be more like her?
Ashley: Spencer, stop! You're blowing this way out of proportion.
Spencer: No, I'm not! (walks past Ashley) I can't believe I actually wanted to see you tonight.
Ashley: Was there something wrong?
Spencer: Yeah, there was. But, I don't need your help anymore.

Spencer turned around from Ashley and made her way to the front door.

Spencer: (mumbling under her breath) I can't believe this. Why did I ever introduce her to Lexi? Ugh. Idiot!

She puts her hand on the doorknob, about to turn it when Lexi approaches her from behind.

Lexi: Hey, Spence. Where are you going?

Spencer turned around with her sour look on her face.

Spencer: Okay, first off: my name is Spencer, S-P-E-N-C-E-R! And second: it's absolutely none of your business where I'm going.
Ashley: (butts in) Lexi, leave her alone. Spencer's throwing a fit right now and she needs her space. (makes a baby-face)
Spencer: Ugh! I can't even stomach this. It makes me sick!
Ashley: (calmly) Then leave.

Spencer looks at Ashley with a confused/ hurt expression on her face.

Spencer: (opens the door) Have fun with her, Lexi. No telling what you'll catch.

Ashley let out a hurtful sigh and looks away.

Spencer exits Ashley's house; leaving Lexi and Ashley alone, once again.

Lexi: Wow! She's really pissed. Aren't you going to go after her?
Ashley: No. It's called reverse psychology. My shrink does it to me when she wants me to do something.
Lexi: So, how will this effect Spencer?
Ashley: See, I make her think I don't want her and then she realizes that she needs me. And she'll come back. hopefully
Lexi: Now that's what I call a 'plan'. Hope it doesn't blow up in your face.
Ashley: Me too.

Once again, Spencer was out walking the streets, at night; alone. With the thought of Ashley ostracizing her and Lexi purposely hitting on Ashley, this just wasn't a good night for her. She thought out loud:

Spencer: (quietly speaking) Has she gotten tired of me? What's wrong with me? Ugh! And Lexi -- and to think I thought she could be my potential friend. (between sniffs) Jeez, it got cold, fast. Where do I go from here? I can't go home. That'll give mom the impression that I'm weak. And I'm definitely not going back to Ashley's. No telling what's going on there. I guess there's only one more person that I can count on.

She got out her phone and punched in seven, known numbers.

(10 minutes later...)

Now Spencer is sitting on a red curb, holding her own shoulders; in order to stay warm.

Spencer: (out loud to herself) It was pretty stupid of me to not bring a jacket. I hate this whole nigh --

Suddenly, car lights approached her and the car came to a slow halt.

: I see you might need a ride or something.
Spencer: (gets up and goes to the passenger side window) Yeah, I do.

She gets in and puts her seatbelt on.

The car slowly speeds off and then takes a left down the road.