Kitchen. Ruthie sprays way too much Pledge on the table and lightly wipes it. Rub, woman. Put your bony back into it. Use some scrawny elbow grease. Annie pops in and asks Ruthie to watch the boys, as she has to run some errands. And ooh, it's her first day off restriction. Any plans? Ruthie says, "Baby-sitting." Annie says, "Jake?" Annie? Quit pimping out your twelve-year-old daughter. Get her a hobby that isn't domestic chores or boy-centric. Jake, apparently, "called every day" while Ruthie was on restriction. Didn't it sink into that little boy-slut's head that Ruthie wasn't allowed to use the phone? What a dumbass. That's not all Jake did, says Ruthie. When he wasn't calling, he was "following [Ruthie] around at school, getting [their] lunches switched so [they] could sit together, carrying [her] backpack. Once he even offered to carry [her] gum. [Her] gum!" I used to work at a rock club here in Philly, and I saw Juliana Hatfield offer her ABC gum to the crowd. Someone took it. That is gross. Ruthie concludes by saying that she never wants to see Jake again. Annie cocks her head and says nothing. Creepy.
College radio never looked so bland. Usher walks with Eric and shows him, well, hardly anything. They walk and talk as Usher explains that Eric will be taking calls. Eric looks unhappy with the idea of "taking requests." Wow, he's even a selfish DJ. Usher says it's not requests; it's talk radio. "Didn't Lucy tell [Eric]?" You know, people calling in, talking about their problems. Never mind the fact that there are millions of kinds of call-in shows -- sports, entertainment, sex. Eric has to get the incredibly vague catch-all of "problems." Eric looks positively sneery at the idea, and says it's "too close to [his] old job." What a dick! And I love how Lucy gets all the credit for this job in absentia. Do we ever see these kids in class or DOING anything besides flapping their gums and being unsatisfied? Usher is all, "Um, look, I'm in a jam. Please. The holidays are coming up. Lots of kids want to just talk about what to do over their break. It won't be anything as serious or heavy as what you were dealing with." He also says that if Eric doesn't like it, he can plan a show that's "less talk, more music." Ah, yet another incredibly vague and generic term: Music. What the hell would Eric play? Boz Scaggs? Raffi? Wank on his guitar? Eric very reluctantly agrees, and Usher says he'll "set" Eric "up." Eric is all, "Interesting choice of words." Okay, dick, you're fired.