Later, Kenneth approaches Lemon to tell her about green week at NBC. She wonders if NBC will actually do something this year instead of just putting that "stupid green peacock" at the bottom corner of the screen. Kenneth anxiously averts his eyes down and to the left (where, sure enough, there's a little green NBC logo), then tells Lemon she needs to get rid of her mini-fridge. She hems and haws about it, but eventually gives it up to prove to Frank that she's a good and decent person. Then she acts a little bit racist by assuming a random black girl in the studio stole her cell phone. Whoops!

Hospital. Tracy receives his anesthesia and sinks into his hallucination. The setting: The Cosby's Brooklyn apartment/a trash heap. Tracy/Cliff calls out to his daughters (Rudy, Vanessa and "Sondra the boring one"). In marches Tracy Jr./Theo. Tracy/Cliff asks where the girls are, and Tracy Jr./Theo says it's just the guys there. Tracy/Cliff beholds the garbage piles and realizes that his life never evolved into the glorious, harmonious existence of The Cosby Show because he never had girls. The laugh track cackles, and Tracy/Cliff tells it not to patronize him. He wants out.

Lemon's new pad. Brian comes in (in his "This is what a feminist looks like" T-shirt) to check on Lemon. She pretends like she didn't realize he'd be home, screaming the last few words loud enough to cue her "crazy black boyfriend, Astronaut Mike Dexter." Pounding on the door. Lemon opens it, and Dot Com storms in shouting about how any man in the apartment "better be gay." Dot Com shouts about how he'll "be comin' by all the time, gettin' jealous, takin' things outta context..." He suggests Brian would be happier moving out. Brian tells them to calm down. While Lemon and Dot Com argue over obscure '90s references, Brian grabs his nightstick and takes down Dot Com with a pot shot to the knee. Lemon concedes that Brian the Gay Hipster Cop is a complex man. Brian smiles like only a New York City policeman can as he cuffs Dot Com.

Back in the doctor's waiting room, Jack rues the downfall of the Geiss dynasty and affirms his choice to get a vasectomy. Tracy Jr. argues that even the most messed-up families have some good times in them. To wit, he's working on a school project where he assigns words to the letters in his father's name (an acrostic, Jack teaches him, taking on a bit of a fatherly role). Tracy Jr. reads the poem: "'T' is for terrific, 'R' is for rad. 'A' is for awesome, 'C' -- 'cause he's my dad." Jack pushes down a sentimental tear: "Damn you, Tracy Jr."