Cut to a book store, somewhere in Boston. Joey is sitting at a table, where a small line-up of people are waiting to get books signed.
She covers her face in embarrassment when she sees the next person in line.
JOEY: Oh lord…
PACEY: You know who to make it out to, right?
She smirks.
JOEY: You actually read it already? It’s only been out a week.
PACEY: A few chapters. I’m a busy man, you know?
She signs it.
JOEY: I thought you hated reading.
PACEY: Not when a pal of mine’s writing it. Seriously, congratulations.
JOEY: I should be congratulating you. What, with the movie doing so well.
PACEY: (grumbling) Ebert doesn’t seem to think so.
JOEY: Who cares what he thinks.
PACEY: Your boyfriend doesn’t, that’s for sure. After Dawson read his review, he called him…well…quite a few words that I didn’t even understand.
Joey laughs.
Pacey takes off. He starts to walk out, but Dawson comes out of nowhere and grabs his shoulder.
DAWSON: Hey, Pace…check this out!
He holds up a newspaper for Pacey to see.
Pacey sighs.
PACEY: You know you have to pay for those, right?
DAWSON: Just look. ‘In The Creek, Leery has crafted an entire world responding to his own rules of how things work. It reads like a modern-day fairy tale, but unlike the usual teen dramas, the character’s flaws endear …’
CASHIER: Hey, kid! This ain’t a library!
Pacey sighs again, and pays the woman for the newspaper.
PACEY: Yeah, so what’s this mean anyway?
Dawson smiles.
DAWSON: We won. It’s a complete success, Pace! First place box office for two weeks in a row, and we may even see international…
PACEY: In English, please!
DAWSON: We’re turning a profit.
Pacey’s eyes bulge out.
PACEY: As in actual money?
DAWSON: Remember what we did to make this thing?
PACEY: Do I? I ran all over Capeside to get the resources.
DAWSON: We worked on almost no budget. We don’t even have to break even, Pace! We started even!
Pacey raises an eyebrow, intrigued.
PACEY: How much money we talking about?
DAWSON: A few million so far. But we’ll still have to pay Todd back, and then Harley and Patrick and Elliot get their cut, of course…
PACEY: Dollars? We’re talking dollars?
Dawson nods.
PACEY: WHOOOOO-HOOOOOO!
Pacey hugs him enthusiastically. After a moment, he lets go, trying to regain his composure.
PACEY: So…we’re rich?
DAWSON: And famous.
PACEY: Pinch me, I’m dreaming.