Hart of Dixie

- I go by Peter. - I still think that I don't know

what I want to be when I grow up.

- Is that crazy? - That's endearing.

I had a wonderful night.

I wish I could stay longer.

Is there any chance you want to go to

this fund-raiser thing with me? It's for my uncle.

He's the Mayor of Fillmore.

Mayor Gainey.

- (CHUCKLES) Yeah. - I am in.

The sex was amazing.

- With Lemon?! - Shh!

Every time I look at her,

I am physically unable to stop picturing it.

What are you doing?

Packing up Joel's stuff.

- Ah. - I mean, I-I could have

gone to L.A., or to London, but I chose not to.

What if I made the biggest mistake of my life

and let the right person just walk away forever?

George, what are you doing?

I was just checking this cereal for high fructose corn syrup.

There's a lot of it.

Well, you know what?

I'm really glad to see you.

Oh.

Because I've come to a huge revelation.

I'm swearing off the opposite sex.

I'm going on a three-month man cleanse.

A "man cleanse"?

I'm flushing out my system.

I'm gonna recharge, so I'm ready for the right man.

And until then, I'm putting my mind

and body and my soul into fiance's.

And listen, I know

that you want to be more of a silent partner now...

Yes, I do. Very much.

And I fully support that.

- Great. - But I'm gonna need

your help redoing the books this Sunday.

- No. (LAUGHS) - Great!

Thank you, George, for your support on this.

Bye.

What?

No men. A cleanse.

Won't be hard; It's not like fantastic guys are just

floating around Bluebell.

- Whoa. - Oh, God.

I am so sorry.

Peter?

Hey.

Wow.

This reunion went a lot smoother in my head.

What are you doing here?

I'm producing an incredibly boring story

on an algae bloom in mobile.

Which I volunteered for, uh... so I could see you.

What?

Well, I mean, it's been six months, I mean...

Is there any chance that, uh,

you'd have dinner with me tomorrow?

Dinner?

What? Uh, I...

Um... hmm...

Can I get back to you on that?

- Yeah. Yeah, sure, uh, you're probably busy. - Okay. (LAUGHS)

- Let me give you my card. - Sure.

I'm in town until Sunday.

I hope it works out.

Oh, my God.

- Hi. - Hi.

Can I, uh, have an English muffin?

Aw... Joel used to put a hole in an English muffin

and pretend it was a bagel,

and now you're eating one to fill a hole in your heart.

Joel? Who's Joel?

Yeah, forget the English muffin. Just give me some pie.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hey, Zoe, great news, I hope.

The renovation on your and Joel...

Your house is done.

- Wow. - I assume you want to put it on the market.

I can have...

No, I'm not going to sell my house.

You'll get a good price.

It's the perfect place for a young, happy couple

- just starting out... - No. No young happy couple

is moving into our hou... into my house.

I love that house.

I can be my own young, happy couple.

Yes, ma'am.

I can find someone else.

I mean, I found Joel.

Sure, yeah, that was in New York,

- but I can... - Whoa!

- Ow! Watch it! - You okay?

Huh! Yeah.

Sorry. I thought you'd see my bike

moving towards you and stop,

because most people do.

- Well, I am not most people. - Tell you what, I'll make it up to you.

Dinner, tomorrow night.

Did you just...

I'm sorry, did you just ask me out on a date?

- You know it. - W...

Well, I'm gonna have to get back to you on that.

Okay. My name is Vince. Here's my card.

And, uh, till then, watch where you're going.

W...

There's a situation.

Lavon, I really need some advice.

Is that a little doll.

- Ferris wheel? - Ah! Off!

- Ow! - It's not a doll anything.

This is Bluebell's future.

Getting ready to pitch the city commissioners

on having the county fair right here.

That sounds fun.

Fun?

Monumental is more like it.

Point is, I really need some advice.

Long as it's not about boys.

It's totally not... about boys

that you know.

- Out. - Oh, come on!

No, every conversation we've ever had about boys

is me telling you one thing and you not listening.

Go. Exit.

Ah, ah, ah! Stop!

Find someone else not to listen to.

And that's how Great Uncle Nehemiah met his third wife...

You remember, the one with the glass eye.

Great Aunt Duffy?

Close. But it was Great Aunt Margie.

- God! - Oh, Great Aunt Margie also had a glass eye.

There you go. You're really becoming one of us, kid.

I've spent a lot of time with you guys.

Wilkes picnics, Wilkes barbecues,

Wilkes piano recitals. What can I say?

- We Wilkes love each other. - All right.

Wade! Made this home brew in the cow barn.

Oh, the cow barn, you say. Wow.

I can... I can taste the-the barley

and the... essence of cow.

- I was totally going for that. - Nailed it.

Sorry, guys, I'm gonna need Wade to, uh, to slice the tomatoes.

Gazpacho emergency.

Gazpacho emergency.

- I'm gonna whup your butt next game. - All right.

Come on.

I have been waiting an hour to do that.

Me, too.

But prying eyes...

- Most of which are glass. - I know!

Thankfully, not genetic.

Wade, you have been such a trouper with my family,

but you need a break.

Tomorrow night, we are on our own.

But tomorrow is Wilkes fish fry night.

No, it's not.

I mean, it is.

But for us, it's Wade Kinsella night.

Oh, well, that sounds nice.

Oh, Wade, there you are!

I brought you this barbecue pork.

Okay.

Wade Kinsella night.

Promise.

Is today the day?

Should we finally venture outside

as a couple for breakfast?

Can we hide a little while longer?

Oh, Davis, you're...

Amazing, but you don't understand.

In Bluebell, dating a Gainey is...

Almost as bad as dating a Florida state fan.

Got it.

I'm sure we can find some other ways

to keep ourselves occupied.

Hmm.

Mm, mm, mm, mm.

Mm, mm.

Mm, mm, mm, mm.

Mm. Hello?

Annabeth, where have you been?

You won't believe who's in town.

Peter, from Halloween.

And he asked me to dinner. What do I do?

Go! Have fun.

But if you had gotten my previous message,

you would know that I am on a man cleanse.

Oh, I see. Then don't go.

But it's Peter!

I've been thinking about him for months.

But then again, I haven't heard from him, at all.

And now, out of the blue, he wants to have dinner with me?

- What do I do? - (LINE BEEPING)

Um, hold on, Lemon.

Hello?