Danielle, Dan, and her enormous zit out in the hammock chatting. She's pouting over something. "If we were in the real world, I would have dropped his ass 61 days ago!" Talking about Shane. Apparently Shane isn't kissing her butt to her satisfaction. Oooh, we're back to "Poor Trey, what did he do to deserve this? I just wish I could tell him. Trey probably hates me because of Shane!" she whines to Dan.
She'll have a restraining order waiting for her outside the house, but no Trey.
Inside, Shane lays blissfully unmolested in the bed by himself. In the dark, Joe digs in his pants, then his nose. In that order.