Lilo's at school and Kate...is having a nap. Jersey and boy-shorts and completely unmoving, face down, half-drooling into her pillow. At this point, she's long since given up the pretense of cool for Imri who finds her like this or in some other teen-mom-on-parole position two-three times per week. Her other booty calls mostly fly-by-night and she's the one making them, so she doesn't even lift her head to mumble, "Door's open, babe. Unless that's you, Daniel. If it is, go'way. Don't want to get up."