It's Renee at the door, wearing a white trench coat and not smiling. She says, "True?" Ally says, "True." Bud. Weis. Er. Renee walks around Ally, into the living room. Ally begins a nasty, stammering speech. She doesn't want Renee to "start, too," since "this is hard enough," and besides, they haven't seen much of each other anyway, lately, and maybe this "will force them to spend more time together" (is Renee in New York now, or something?), and they could look on this as "some sort of a reunion." Renee takes all this in without a smile. She looks like she smells a fart. Then she simply says, "Okay." Wow. Some reunion.
More Boston by air, at night, whoo! We land at the office, and John's face. He's having a flashback of his own, of one of the times he asked Ally is she'd ever "consider it" with him. Ally says no, because he's her boss and they work together, but "otherwise, yes, [she'd] consider it." Wow, that's hot. He sits, combing his rock garden. The he sits up; Nelle's standing in front of him. She asks is he's talked to her yet. Ally. "About what?" he asks. Nelle looks at him tenderly. John says they all have to move on: "Ling became a judge, Richard's getting married, Ally's moving to New York. People move on, it's a part of life." Nelle says, "Right," and moves right on out of his office. Good for you, Nelle. John still sits there, musing and pondering and thinking and staring into space, quietly. He's got some stuff on his mind, see. Stuff to think about.
Whoo, whee, Boston by air. Reverend Buck is getting dressed in Richard's office, for the wedding ceremony. He's going to be fitted into a harness/halter, so that when he collapses from all the emotion, John can just pull the handle and he'll snap awake. The robe covers the harness. Sounds genius, no? No. John asks if he's "supposed to be the best man or the designated rope tugger?" Fish says he's both, so "just do it!" John says he still doesn't understand the reasons motivating Fish to get hitched. Fish says "a lot of people elope on a whim"; he just "wants his friends there, and Ally there." Oh, yes, don't let's forget Ally, the greatest thing ever in all our lives. Reverend Buck fiddles with his halter for "comedic" "relief."