It was beginning to get dark outside and Pacey and Joey thought they ought to start heading home. "Thanks Jack," Pacey said.
"Yeah," Joey said, "we had a great time." She smiled and gave Amy and then Jack and Andie hugs goodbye.
"Bye, Amy." Pacey lifted her up in his arms and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He was making it obvious how badly he wanted a kid of his own. "If you ever need a babysitter," Pacey offered, "I'm your man."
"And I'd take you up on that," Jack said. "You two have to move closer."
"Yeah, we miss seeing you guys," Andie added.
"Look who's talking," Pacey challenged, "Rhode Island's not that close either." Andie nodded. "But who knows, we might come join you in The City one day." He looked at Joey who was wearing her "oh we will, will we?" look on her face. "If Joey wants to of course," Pacey added to save his butt.
Jack and Andie laughed and walked Pacey and Joey to the door. "Did you have a fun time at your party Amy?" He asked turning around to find her asleep on the couch.
"I guess we tired her out," Andie said.
"We tired me out too," Jack agreed. It was only about 9:00 but Jack was ready to call it a night. "So what about you?" Jack asked. "You heading home tonight, too."
"Trying to get rid of me already?" She asked.
"No," Jack smiled, "but if you're staying," he said, "I thought you could use more permanent sleeping arrangements. He reached into the closet and handed her sheets and a pillow.
"Thanks," she said, accepting his offer. "Yeah, I thought I'd stay one more night. Then head back home tomorrow afternoon for work on Monday."
"Sounds good," He said.
He carefully lifted Amy off of the couch and carried her into her bedroom. He gently laid her down and kissed her on the head. "Good Night, Amy," He whispered, "I love you." He turned off the light and stood in the doorway for a moment, just watching her sleep, and smiling.
"We're you serious about moving to New York?" Joey asked curiously on the long car ride home.
"Sure, why not?" Pacey said.
"Your restaurant…" Joey pointed out.
"Oh, I've been dying to sell that baby for years."
"What?" Joey had noticed he'd been less than content lately but she didn't know he was all ready for immediate change.
"Listen Jo. I thought it'd be so great to have a place of my own. But it's not all it's cracked up to be. Sure, I get to boss people around but the most interesting thing I get to make is the occasional steak, other than that it's just flipping burgers. New York. New York is full of some of the best restaurants in the world. Sure I'd have to work my way up, but when has being the loser of the joint ever stopped me before?"
"Pacey…" Joey hated it when he deprecated himself.
"Jo, you needed to leave Capeside and see what was out in the world and you got to. You live in Boston."
"So do you, Pacey."
"No, see that's where you're wrong. I sleep in Boston, and I've told you before it's not the horrendous commute that bothers me. It's that when I get there I don't want to be there. I feel like I still live there and I feel like I'm still living that life."
"It holds you back,"
"Exactly."
"Well then, there's only one solution," Joey said matter-of-factly. Pacey eyed her curiously; he loved her plans. "We'll move."
"Are you sure, Joey?" He had been quite persuasive but he didn't want to pressure her into something she didn't want to do.
"Why not?" Joey asked. "My job doesn't require me to be anywhere in particular. I can write anywhere. We're still young," she continued. "We can pick up and leave whenever we want," she said, exciting herself with her spontanaety.
"Well after we pack, and sell the apartment, not to mention selling the restaurant…" Pacey rolled off a list of tasks, being the practical one for once.
"You know what I mean," she said.
"I do," he agreed and smiled.
"I've always loved the city," She said.
"I know."