Lucy is alone with Max in the car, and she's trying to find out where he's taking her. He won't tell, since it's supposed to be a surprise. Lucy says, "Great. I hate surprises." And I'm sure they hate you too. God knows most of the viewers do.

By the time the commercial break is over, Lucy has moved up to the front seat of the car, and she's boring the hell out of Max. After describing her nightmare for him in excruciating detail, she starts bitching about how Roxanne is a "sex kitten" and how Kevin should have proposed to her on Christmas Eve. Boy, that scrunched-up face she makes to show that she's angry sure is unappealing. Max politely refrains from mentioning that spending the evening with Lucy is turning his life into a living nightmare. He even good-naturedly listens to her whining, even when he has to keep driving aimlessly for a while to allow Kevin time to get to his destination. This man is a saint.

RevBong has stopped at a gas station to fill up the tank of the BMW he bought while he was busy scrimping and saving his way through school. While they're waiting, Chandler and Roxanne have a stultifyingly dull conversation about how Chandler doesn't want his hands to smell like gasoline during dinner. They move on to Roxanne propositioning him for sex, which he turns down. She takes it surprisingly well, and tries again. She even manages to turn a conversation about her stab wound into a discussion of why she and Chandler should have sex. She's still not getting any, though.

When Max finally pulls up in front of the hotel, Lucy stares at it in awe. "Pretty swanky," she says. I love the word "swanky," but I didn't realize that there are people who actually use it in a non-mocking fashion. I suppose it's a step up from "classy." Max leads Lucy inside, and when she goes to the ladies' room, he calls up Kevin (I assume) to share the news of Lucy's visit to the ladies' room. Max seems happy. I can only presume it's because his Lucy ordeal is almost over.

Bad television shows are often filled with unlikely coincidences, and this one is no exception. There are Roxanne and RevBong walking into the hotel now. And sure enough, Roxanne is about to join Lucy in the ladies' room. The two spy each other in the mirror and scream. It's about as entertaining as it sounds. When Max enters the ladies' room to see if everything's okay, Lucy tells him that this woman is the "sex kitten" she was talking about earlier. Max points out that what Lucy is talking about was a dream, "just a stupid dream." Nevertheless, Lucy chooses to accuse Roxanne of trying to steal the T-1000 from her. Sometimes I have to wonder what Beverley Mitchell ever did to Brenda Hampton to warrant receiving such dreadful storylines and dialogue. Roxanne tells Lucy that she's expecting Chandler to propose tonight, and threatens Lucy with a lack of forgiveness if she should do anything to ruin the proposal. Ooh! That must have her quaking in her boots.