Jack opens a door he hasn't walked through in a long time. Bitty holds his hand.

If Eric Bittle had to talk about his time as an out, gay hockey player at Samwell University, he would be hard pressed to find any sob stories. He should have known it wouldn’t last forever.

“I think Keith gets so overenthusiastic about free muffins in the breakroom that he makes half the floor join him in song. I’m frankly terrified of how he’s going to tackle something where his dick may be involved. In a sexy way, I mean,” Zach clarifies. “The point of gay chicken is that it’s not sexy,” Eugene reminds them. “It’s awkward as shit for everyone until one person decides it’s just too awkward to continue.” “And you think Keith will hit that level of awkward before you do?” Ned asks skeptically. “Okay, dude, you keep telling yourself that.”