Drivin' me mad, makin' me craaaazy

I was all flattered by Connie's comment until I realized it was merely a ploy to make me relax my guard. But it won't work! At least, not until I go to Vegas. That's right, I'm going back for Mr. Scott's bachelor party. I'm not going to let unimportant issues like money keep me from giving Scott what he needs: one last, wild, passionate night of uninhibited lovin' before he ties the knot. And now I'm not invited anymore.