There's another banquet at TBC.
Almost the entire Trojan team goes clothes shopping, but Jean and Laila separate from the group and disappear completely for hours. Finally, the Flozzies are summoned to a specific store.
They won't let Jeremy in.
At first, Jeremy doesn't think much of it and stays outside the store with his bag of newly purchased clothes. Then Catalina, Derek, and Derrik come out of the store. Cat snatches the bag from Jeremy.
"We're returning this right now!"
Jeremy fumes as they drag him to another store.
"Hey, it's my clothes for the banquet!"
"You'll thank me later!"
"Whatever you've got there, Captain, it's not up to par," Derek declares.
"Our little brother's French genes have kicked in, and you need to be prepared," Derrik tells him.
"What the hell does that mean?" Jeremy asks.
"It means, for God's sake, Jeremy, that you're competing against a bisexual Frenchman who's discovering his hunting potential. Stop pretending you're Adam Sandler!"
Jeremy is about to say, indignantly, that he knows perfectly well how to dress when he wants to sleep with someone. Then he sees Jean on the other side of the window, coming out of the fitting room, scrutinizing himself with the most critical eye in the world in front of a mirror. The rest of them stare at his while sipping champagne. Despite everyone's gasps of astonishment, Jean takes off his shirt and dismisses it with a solemn air as he grabs another jacket.
Jeremy is sure he sees the clothes fall in slow motion as Jean brushes his hair away from her face.
Jeremy runs faster than Derrik, Derek, and Cat combined in search of something decent to wear.
