Silver ambles her way into Catholic school, hoping to turn over a new leaf -- or to rip the tree out of the ground, burn it in a massive funeral pyre for her old self, forget it ever existed, and hop onto an entirely different tree, as it were. This rubs Dixon the wrong way when she informs him that he is not allowed to have any part of her school life and/or social life and/or life in general. This ruler slap on the wrist is inspired when Dixon pays a surprise visit to her at Our Lady of the Reformed Porn Stars. Her new BFF, the Catholic man's Tracy Flick, sees him and puts together the porny pieces (turns out even good girls have seen Silver's masterpiece). So Catholic man's Tracy Flick guilts the holy Hell out of Silver by threatening to fast until Silver makes a mass confession to the whole school. Instead of Hail Marys, Silver gets dirty looks and an even holier-than-thou level of shit-talking than she would have gotten at West Bev. She misguidedly blames Dixon, who quickly reminds Silver that she's not the only one who dealt with the repercussions of her episode. These two aren't going to last much longer, are they?
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