Felicity's in her own bed in her own house for a change. Her mother comes into the bedroom and says there's someone here to see her. Clair walks in, and Felicity's mom leaves. If my daughter was getting questioned by a police detective in her bedroom, I would probably stick around, but maybe that's how they do it on The Wrong Side of the Tracks. Clair says she has some questions for Felicity, then notices some shiny trophies on her dresser. "You're a swimmer!" she exclaims. The Easily Distracted Clair Huxtable, ladies and gentlemen! Finally, she remembers why she's there and starts asking Felicity about some "loose ends." First, she asks what RevCam meant when he said, on the answering machine message, that things had been "crazy" that morning. "Crazy how?" Clair asks. Felicity says that it was usual family stuff, nothing like Sally saying that she was going to kill herself as soon as the house was empty. Clair asks if Sally seemed happy to Felicity. Felicity says yes, and her opinion means something, because she's a qualified psychiatrist who's been working with Sally for a long time. Or a high school girl who's been babysitting for a few months. Same difference. Felicity says that Sally had a "great life" and everything she wanted. True: rich people never kill themselves.
Clair and Frank are hanging out at the funeral reception. Frank says he's known RevCam since their high school football days. RevCam walks up and Clair says her condolences, then: "I realize that this might not be the most appropriate time, but was your wife under psychiatric care?" Frank's like, "Clair! Shut it!" but RevCam says it's okay and he'll answer her questions. Clair asks why Sally wasn't under psychiatric care, as the autopsy showed that she had an anti-depressant in her system, a kind that makes some "users" prone to "wild mood swings." "Users"? It's an anti-depressant, not crack. RevCam stands there with his mouth open, leading Clair to ask if RevCam knew Sally was taking anti-depressants. RevCam says he obviously didn't, idiot. Frank whisks RevCam away from his rude-ass co-worker.
A car comes tearing into a palm-tree lined parking lot, and a guy gets out. Clair, now wearing her fourth outfit of the movie, tells a police officer at the desk that she has to go home because her dog is "more demanding than [her] ex-husband was. He was always asking me to bring him pudding pops." She may not have said that last sentence. The man from the car comes running into the station, saying he needs to speak to someone about Sally. Clair volunteers herself. "I'm Paul Richards," the man says, to the beats of Jan Hammer's overused drum machine. "I was Sally's lover."