After a more-than-welcome commercial break, we get an establishing shot of the Colonel's house, which is covered in at least a couple inches of snow, demonstrating yet again that no one on the show has the foggiest notion of what Buffalo is like. Dude, it's the fucking beginning of November, okay? Even Buffalo is not covered in snow yet. I'll bet if the writers ever were to embark on a fact-finding mission to western New York, the dumb-asses would show up in July with skis on their car roofs. How hard is it to check out weather.com? Mary makes the mistake of going to vile George for advice, which seems to consist of shit like, "Well, this is a fine mess you've gotten yourself into." Ugh -- every time I see him, I'm seized with an almost overwhelming desire to shove his head in a toilet and flush repeatedly. George further demonstrates his lack of brain function by telling Mary that she should do "whatever it takes to get [Wilson] back." The rest of his advice is that Mary should talk to Wilson about the Ben incident. Wow, thanks for nothing, George. Mary acts like she couldn't have thought of this tactic herself. George selfishly adds, "Figure out once and for all if you two belong together, so both of you, and me, can get on with our lives." Um, what life, George?

Outside Pete's Pizza, Simon sees Sasha using a pay phone. Undaunted by her obvious avoidance of him earlier, he cheerfully calls out her name. She freezes like a deer caught in someone's headlights. She's obviously formulating an escape plan, but it's too late; she's trapped. Simon strides over and demands to know why she pretended not to see him earlier. Boy, he really is a glutton for punishment, isn't he? Sasha's too polite to tell him to go fuck himself, though. She says she's meeting her ex-boyfriend, Larry, because he wants to get back together with her, and that she didn't want Simon to know that she hasn't been in "a decent relationship" since last year. Larry's already off to a great start with this reconciliation, since it seems he's stood her up. Sasha says that Larry had to work, but that she's going to stay and wait for him to "get off." Oh, get your mind out of the gutter. Obviously, Annie's big self-esteem lecture didn't have much effect, as Sasha is afraid of not being here when Larry shows up, since then he "might not take [her] back." Simon offers to stick around and wait with her. Sasha adopts a facial expression which makes you think he'd just offered to kick her in the spleen. Come to think of it, a boot to the abdomen sounds a little more appealing than passing the time with Simon. It looks like Sasha's shaved off her eyebrows and painted fake ones in their place. Maybe these two crazy kids could spend the afternoon at the aesthetician's, having some of his eyebrows grafted onto her forehead.