Asher makes small talk with Sinead and Hillary about the girls' side. Apparently it's easier to sneak out and easier to hide your relationship.

Lev puts his face into Marlo's shoulder. If he does that then he cannot possibly be cheating on Marlo with his brain.

It is easier both to hide a relationship and to sneak out! Serena is very... inclined to see what she's looking for, is how Sinead puts it. 

He puts a hand on Lev's hair. 

"Are you alright?" he says, very quietly. 

"Talk to you when we get out of the car."

"Alright." 

He keeps holding Lev for the rest of the drive. 

When they get to Ron's house, Lev heads to the library, vaguely hoping that Marlo won't follow him and he won't have to have a conversation about why he's upset.

He does follow. 

"What's up?" 

"I really want to kiss Sasha-- uh, Raine?-- that person. I really want to kiss him, uh, her, uh-- anyway I keep thinking about it and I am scared that I am cheating on you in my head and you're gonna be mad."

"I'm not mad. 

....if you actually kissed him — her — them, I wouldn't be mad." 

"...can I? I mean if... they wanted to."

"Yes." He bends down and kisses Lev, very lightly. "Yes, you can." 

"Thank you, thank you, thank you. --They kissed me before we started dating."

"Was it good?" 

"Yes. I love you."

"I love you." Another kiss. "Go find Raine." 

Meanwhile--

"The girl stuff is here."

Ron opens the closet to reveal skirts, dresses, shoes, and girls' shirts in various sizes, from a very petite girl to Asher. The makeup is neatly organized by skin tone and color. There are drawers full of bras and panties with the tags still on, sports tape and gaffes for tucking, and breast forms. 

"Thank you," Raine says again, and she sounds almost in awe. 

She doesn't actually know how to use breast forms but she picks out a dress (dark purple with the kind of skirt that looks like it'll swish) that'll fit without them and underwear that look like they'll be soft and vanishes into the bathroom to change. 

By the time Lev finds her she has winged eyeliner and shiny bronze lipstick and she looks happier than he's ever seen her. 

Lev is going to wait outside the room, anxiously, reading Bertrand Russell's Why I Am Not A Christian and attempting to convince himself he's not avoiding them.

"You look beautiful," Asher says, and kisses her.

"I love you," and she kisses him back, and then she opens the door and — she's never done this in front of anyone but Natalie — steps out. 

It's hard to notice how tense she's been these last weeks, until suddenly she isn't. 

Lev is by the door and he's kind of staring.

"So this is what I look like when I'm me — usually I'd have my hair up but it's not really long enough —" 

"You're beautiful."

"Thank you." 

She sits down next to him.