CARTER: What are we going to do?
ME: We're going to bust them out.
We're having a pow wow at the Fish Bowl to try and determine how we're going to get Jeremy, Jackson, and Paige out of jail.
BILLY: I just can't believe this. Jeremy's not a murderer.
RITCHIE: Jackson could be a murderer.
HANK: So could Paige.
ADAM: Hey!
HANK: What? You disagree?
ADAM: No, I just found a twenty in my wallet. Heyyy!
Everybody looked at him.
ADAM: Silver lining?
I didn't know what to do, but the thought of Jeremy being locked up was making me sick. Ironically, my ex-boyfriend seemed to be just as worried about him.
NATHAN: Jeremy can't be in jail. He doesn't belong there.
JOEY: Shouldn't you be worried about Jackson?
DAVIS: We're all worried about everyone.
ELI: C'mon guys, we're the CBQ's. We should be able to figure this out.
Carter stood up.
HANK: Where are you going?
CARTER: I have make-up class.
RITCHIE: Carter, are you serious?
CARTER: I can't miss it. We're doing old age/ethnic today.
...And that was when I got my big idea.
. . . . .
Six hours later, Jeremy was out of jail.
JEREMY: I don't understand.
JACKSON: How did they find Chris' body?
ME: They didn't. He walked into the police station and told them he was fine. Said he was on vacation.
JOAN: But that's impossible! We--
JEREMY, PAIGE and JACKSON: Shut up, Joan!
I was the one who got to drive the jailbirds home since I was the one who came up with the brilliant plan.
Everyone but Jeremy filed out as soon as I pulled up to the apartment building.
JEREMY: Did you have something to do with my missing stepfather coming back from...vacation?
ME: Let's just say with a little make-up, Hank makes a really great old Italian guy.
Jeremy laughed.
JEREMY: It can't have been that simple.
ME: The PPD aren't that clever, Jeremy.
JEREMY: Apparently not.
ME: Don't I get a thank you kiss?
JEREMY: Ben--
ME: On the cheek?
He sighed, and then leaned over and gave me my kiss.
JEREMY: Thank you.
He got out of the car, and I was in love.
I really was.
And I looked up, and saw Billy staring at me out the window.
I blew him a kiss.
It was the least I could do.
I was going to steal his boyfriend after all.
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