Check it: the Part 1 recap can be found here.
And now onto a complete barbiturate of a Part 2. Prep your adult sleep sacks for a nice, long nap after this one, babes. (Am I selling it?)
Synth Drums. Volleyball match in progress.
Pan over to another court, where the duo of Kelly and Dylan are competing. Go team? Absolutely not.
They volley back and forth with the other pairing...
...Kelly makes her squeaky baby noises the entire time, which really made me reconsider this whole "being alive" concept...
...Kelly sets Dylan up...
...he spikes it...
...they win! I don't care...
...double low-fives...
...laughing...
...shaking hands with the losing team...
...beach loungers and a cool down. Kelly flirts, "That was pretty good for a surfer boy," and Dylan flirts back, "Oh, yeah! So, what do you wanna do to celebrate our first victory?" Might I suggest walking into the vast body of water a few hundred yards thataway, you lowlifes?
Whatever, it's decided that Dylan's going to go over to Kelly's house - she's sitting for sinister Baby Erin because Jackie regretfully has a date night with Mel, a real post-partum depression accelerant if ever there was one - and they're going to watch Casablanca, a movie he's desperate to share with her because he's a brooding, pick-me cliché of a Bad Boy; and which she's never seen because she's a dumb bitch - as am I, having never watched it myself.
Also: he really needs to stop being so attractive while also being an absolute scumbag.
