MAGILLA: I don't like that hat.

DELIA: Yeah, you do. You said.

MAGILLA: OK. It's too small. People will know it's from a girl.

DELIA: So?

MAGILLA: I *hate* girls.

DELIA: Well, I hate boys.

MAGILLA: All boys?

DELIA: No.

MAGILLA: Well, I don't hate girls, I guess.

DELIA: Goodbye, Magilla.

MAGILLA: Goodbye, Delia.

[They walk back to their cars. Magilla puts his new hat on. Delia jumps in her car, depressed.]

DR. BROWN: Ready to go, kiddo?

[She nods.]

DR. BROWN: How did that go?

DELIA: Fine.

DR. BROWN: Maybe you two could stay in touch with letters or e-mail. You'll make new friends, Delia.

DELIA: I don't wanna make new friends. I don't wanna say goodbye to people anymore.

[Cut to County High.]

EPHRAM: Hey, you look better.

AMY: I feel better.

EPHRAM: Really?

AMY: I'm... totally fine.

EPHRAM: Because last night was pretty...

AMY: Freaky, right? Funny because the exact same thing happened to me once before when I went on this family trip and I didn't have time to study for Mr. Berney's chem test, I just spazzed out, I just lost it, but you know what? I guess it's good that I got it out of my system because I feel completely, totally together, you know? I'm just so embarrassed that everyone saw me like that. So not typical of me... what?

EPHRAM: You're talking faster than my brain processes language.

AMY: Oh, sorry. I'm a little bit... anyway, so, how are you?

EPHRAM: How are you?

AMY: I'm great.

EPHRAM: Well, how are you really?

AMY: I'm completely fine. Really, I am.

EPHRAM: 'Cause you know, if not, you can tell me.

AMY: I just told you I am.

EPHRAM: Alright, but i-if you wanna talk about anything or whatever, I'll be here, or you know...

[Amy stops him.]

AMY: Oh God! I completely forgot. I'm supposed to meet Kayla and Page to go to the mall. I've gotta go, sorry.

[She rushes off.]

EPHRAM: [to himself, looking disappointed] Here. I'll be here.

[Cut to Dr. Brown's practice. Edna is talking to someone off-camera.]

EDNA: If you wanna see him, I've gotta have a reason. You could be the Unabomber for all I know.

[Now we see she was talking to Dr. Abbott, who has turned up.]

DR. ABBOTT: Not today, Mother.

[Dr. Brown walks out of one of the patient rooms with a patient.]

DR. BROWN: Now, you call me if there's a problem, alright?

MARGE: OK, Doctor.