As the countdown comes to an end and the fireworks begin, Nellie and Blake propose a toast to the new year.
"Happy New Year Michael!" Blake says, tipping his glass to hit Michael's. But the contact doesn't happen and Blake's champagne spills over Michael who sleeps soundly on the couch. Nellie gasps behind a shocked Blake, but neither friend wakes the brunette up. Slowly, Michael stirs and he blinks, rubbing his tired eyes with his fists. When he hears that there is no sound but Blake and Nellie holding back their laughter, he shoots upright.
"Wow, that was amazing! Great, really! Happy New Year everyone, what a reception!" He exclaims enthusiastically.
"Michael," Nellie says.
"Yes Nell?"
"You were asleep." Blake finishes flatly, breaking into a laugh. He can't help but chuckle when his book-smart friend is completely idiotic.
"I'm goin' to bed. I give up!" Michael groans, dragging himself to the doorway.
"Oh, Michael?" Nellie says, making Michael turn around. "You got something on your shirt."