As we open the episode, Morgan and Nicole prepare to elope. It is everything Nicole has dreamed of, namely sticking one to her father who makes most of the decisions in her life for her. The problem with this plan happens to be her betrothed, who is more interested in making his father-in-law happy than his future wife, probably because he cares more about his six figure job than having Nicole all to himself. Morgan tells Nicole's father, Walter Booth, of their plans to elope, and he makes it just in time to stop the wedding bells (and racing through oncoming traffic to do so).

This brings me to the part of the article where I usually complain about Gabriel ruining most of the episode. Gabriel got the love last time, so we should switch on over to get a little more Frankie. We all assume that he is simply a huge stoner, and normally I would say the state of his room further proves that assertion, but in this case, perhaps I am wrong in my first assumptions. Frankie's room happens to be next to MJ's, and he can't get any sleep with Chris and MJ fornicating and making all sorts of noise. When Frankie moves to the couch, MJ and Chris, come out to watch some TV. Instead of going back to his room (I guess Chris has more game than we think), Frankie takes his blanket to the beach. The beach provides no respite as Frankie's dreams are interrupted yet again, but this time it's not MJ. No, Frankie is actually hit by a rock.

Apparently some hot girl was wandering the beach throwing rocks into the ocean. And although the rock draws blood, Frankie is in luck because this woman, Monique, also likes having sex with strangers. Forgetting all hope of getting more sleep, Frankie at least makes up for the night by tapping that ass. I am willing to allow some pretty crazy scenarios go by without too much thought. Hey, I didn't complain that much when MJ and Chris ran into rogue pot farmers. But this was really strange. If I just hit somebody in the head with a rock, I would run the other way, not go over and see if they were OK, especially if I had the aid of darkness. And if this hot woman did want to have sex with me, I would take her back to my room and make lots of noise so my inconsiderate roommate could get a taste of her own medicine. Any girl who jumps you on the beach is bound to be a screamer.