RevCam's Secret Past
RevCam is on the phone with Frank. He tells him that he just caught Felicity going through Sally's stuff and wearing one of her dresses. "Aw, man!" Frank says, sounding more than a little bit jealous that he wasn't there to see it. He thanks RevCam for calling him, because now he has more fuel for his masturbation fantasies.
Back at Paul's houseboat, Paul is looking in a file called "Business Directory," which lists such businesses as "Laura's Jeans," "Laundra's Laptops," and "Jeffrey's Tubes." Those may be some of the worst business names ever, although not as bad as "Colon Party Shop," which I once saw on a local turnpike. Paul finds a listing for RevCam's company and clicks on it. The webpage for RevCam's company pops onto the screen. "Yes! I'm in!" says Paul. He must have AOL, where every time you click on something and you don't get cut off, it's cause for celebration. Paul looks for files with the name of RevCam's private detective agency. There aren't any. Paul looks sad, then says, "The son of a bitch has it at home."
The Mansion on the Wrong Side of the Tracks. Felicity is dolling herself up for a long day of hot babysitting action when her haggard old mother asks her to drop Jeff off at his game. Felicity says she can't, because she'll be interviewing housekeepers for RevCam today. "Exactly what do you know about housekeeping?" Haggard Mom asks. "Who do you think runs that house, Mother?" asks Felicity. Rich people call their parents "mother" and "father," not like we poor folk, who call them "mom" and "dad." Or those prairie folk who call them "ma" and "pa," which was a phase I went through when I read The Little House on the Prairie series in fourth grade. Haggard Mom asks Felicity why she's wearing heels to baby-sit. Felicity says she doesn't want to look like "some teenager." She wants to look like a teenager who's trying to screw her boss. Felicity leaves. Haggard Mom giggles strangely. I didn't think that was very funny, but some people have odd senses of humor.