"So, what do you think?" Seth asked.
"I think it's a terrible idea." Ryan replied folding one of his white shirts.
Seth looked shocked. "You do?" He got up from the seat he was sitting in and paced towards the door of the pool house then turned and looked back at Ryan. "Okay, what about if I send her an email? It's hip, it's cool, it's 21st century."
"I don't think it's the way you ask her that's the problem." Ryan said.
Seth shrugged then nodded his head. "I don't have her email address anyway, though…" Seth put up a finger and pointed it at Ryan. "You could get it for me. You're all nice and friendly with Marissa now."
Ryan put down the shirt and stared at Seth. "I'm not asking Marissa for Summer's email address. Anyway, don't you think it's a little early to ask Summer to sail to Tahiti with you. You've had, like, one conversation with her."
"I get what you're saying." Seth said with a grin. "Reel her in with a little bit of the Cohen charm then hit her with the Tahiti trip."
Ryan looked up from his shirts. "That's not what…"
"Good talk, man. Good talk." Seth said walking out of the pool house with a wide smile on his face.
"So, what do you think?" Marissa asked.
"I think it's a terrible idea." Summer replied pulling off the top she was trying on in front of Marissa's mirror in her bedroom.
Marissa looked shocked. "You do?"
"He's from Chino." Summer said with disgust staring at Marissa through the mirror.
"So?" Marissa asked.
Summer picked up a top and pulled it over her shoulders and looked at herself in the mirror. "What does he know about Newport parties?"
"All we do is get drunk. I'm sure they do that in Chino too." Marissa said.
Summer turned round and looked at her friend. "Yeah, well, what's Luke going to say?"
Marissa looked down at the ground. "I'm sure he won't mind." She said unconvincingly.
"I suppose Ryan is kind of hot in that brooding bad boy sort of way. Maybe it isn't such a bad idea to invite him to the party." Summer said with a glint in her eye.