NOTE: Sorry about that. I've been busy with stuff. Enjoy.

Meanwhile, back at the airport, Chase, who was covered in throw-up, and Michael were out of the plane.

"That is the last time I'm ever going on a plane with you," said Chase.

"I didn't know I get airsick," said Michael.

"Okay," said Chase as he got a towel and wiped the barf off of him, "the address was 101 Paradise Street. Let's call a cab."

A few minutes later, a taxi came to them. Chase looked at the driver and asked, "Logan?"
Logan looked at Chase and said, "Chase. Michael. Long time, no see."

"How did you know it was us?" asked Chase.

"Please, Chase," said Logan, "I'd know that bushy hair anywhere."

"What about me?" asked Michael.

Logan looked at Michael's shirt that said 'hi, I'm Michael,' and said, "just a lucky guess."

Chase and Michael got in the taxi.

"Please drive us to 101 Paradise St, pronto!" said Chase.

"Hey, I drove Zoey there a few hours ago," said Logan, "she said something about you writing a note, Chase."

"You mean you wrote a note, Logan," said Michael.

"What are you talking about?" asked Logan.

"Don't play games with us, Logan," said Chase, "we saw your initials on the piece of paper with the note."

"I didn't write the note, Michael," said Logan, "someone else borrowed a piece of paper from me because they were out."

"Then why did we found your initials on the note?" asked Michael.

"I always have my initials on my paper, but I filled it with invisible ink so they won't know that the paper is mine," explained Logan.

"Oh," said Michael.

"Who borrowed the paper from you?" asked Chase.

"I don't know," said Logan, "he never took off the mask he wore and he didn't tell me his name. Weird."

Meanwhile, back at the house, Zoey and the man finished their dinner.

"Hey, do you want to dance?" asked the man.

"Sure," said Zoey.

She took his hand and they danced.

Outside the house, Chase and Michael saw Zoey and the man dancing.

"Doesn't that man look a little familiar to you, Chase?" asked Michael.

"He does," said Chase, "and when I get my hands on him, he'll wish he was never born."

Inside, the man said, "Zoey, I know we haven't known each other for that long, but…"

He showed Zoey a gold ring.

"Will you marry me?"

"Zoey, wait!" said Chase as he and Michael bursted in the house.

"Chase?" asked Zoey.

"Zoey, I didn't write that note," said Chase, "this man did."

"Yeah, right," said Zoey, "I saw your handwriting and recognized it."

"Zoey, Chase is your best friend," said Michael, "he would never try to end your friendship."

"He should have thought about that before he wrote that note," said Zoey as she turned to the man, "yes. I will marry you."

The man put the ring on Zoey's left engagement ring.

"No!" said Chase.

"Sweetheart, can I have a moment alone?" asked the man.

"Sure," said Zoey.

She left.

"Why do you want Zoey away from me?" asked Chase, "to marry her?"

"Come on, dude," said the man, "she's hot."

Then, Chase remembered that at the school dance at Zoey's first year at P.C.A, Glenn Davis said the very same thing.

"Glenn Davis," said Chase.

"Yes, Chase," said Glenn as he took off his mask.

"Now it all makes sense," said Chase.

"It sure does," said a familiar voice.

Glenn turned around and saw Zoey.

"Zoey!" said Glenn, "how much have you heard?"

"The whole thing," said Zoey as she took off her ring, "nice try, Glenn, but I already have a true love."

She looked at Chase.

"Come on, Chase," said Zoey, "let's go."

Chase and Zoey held hands as they went out of the house.

"Chase, I'm sorry I accused you of writing that note," said Zoey, "it just that the handwriting was yours. I guess I was just thinking."
"Apology accepted," said Chase.

"Now where were we?" asked Zoey.

"Oh, I remember," said Chase as he kneeled down and held Zoey's left hand, "will you marry me, Zoey Ann Brooks?"

"Yes," said Zoey.

Then they kissed each other—on the lips. Then they got married and lived happily ever after.