He calls Cindi

"What's up, Matt. Pam and I are rehearsing."

"Damn, I'd like to see that."

Cindi giggled. "Play your cards right and you'll get to see it for real tomorrow. I can't believe you're making me do lesbo stuff with my sister."

"That's why it's so hot. Because it's your sister."

"Anyway, do you need something. You seemed pretty busy in class."

Was that a passive-aggressive dig at him spending so much time with Natasha?

"Well, we talked about doing a date... you, me and Pam. So you could do your social media and stuff. I thought maybe we could go out to dinner together. Of course, if you want it could be just us and I could take Pam out another time."

"No, together is fine. Are you thinking dinner?"

"As long as it's not too expensive."

"There's a cute Italian place in San Pedro. It's not too expensive and it's super-romantic with candles on the table in those Chianti bottles with baskets and tiramisu."

"Wait, you eat dessert? I didn't think anyone as slender as you could--"

"I eat like a horse... and Pam eats like a bigger horse. But we promise not to be too expensive. Right Pam?"