Another aerial shot of Boston. Yay, more beer! Jenny's in Ally's office, trying to convince her to lose her mom's case on purpose. Because this marriage to a younger guy thing! Is so icky! He's only twenty-two, for lord's sake! And it has to be only about sex! Ick ick ick! Oh my god, this is just like Class, except Rob Lowe is hot and has less issues! Jenny's mom comes in and asks if it isn't unethical to lose a case on purpose. That, and stupid, too. Jenny is all, why, mom, why? HOW could you date such a young, hot guy? I can't see why this is so shocking. My granddad dated a woman so young, his in-laws were even younger then he. ["Your granddad is Michael Douglas?" -- Wing Chun] Guess how much I loved pointing this out? And still do. Love you, Granddad! So I guess I live in the real (albeit dysfunctional) world, and Jenny lives in DEK-ville, where wattles fly and babies dance, and people take pleasure in misfortune and wallow in unhappiness rather then just accept scandal and try to deal. Jenny's mom says that she used to "look for everything in a man," but now she'll just "compartmentalize!" Heh.
Corretta and Elaine are in the unisex. Corretta comments on what a sexually charged workplace this is. Elaine is all, "Isn't it grrreat!" But Corretta isn't "getting any." Neither is Elaine! Aw, they're bonding. Isn't it cute? Nelle comes out of a stall and rolls her eyes so hard I can hear them tumbling in her skull. What the hell top is she wearing? A v-neck and a turtleneck combo, together at last in the same sweater? Is this what demon aunts knit in hell? "Is this appropriate talk?" They're in a bathroom, Elaine points out. And is Nelle getting any? Oh please. All she has to do "is snap [her] fingers..." and she snaps her fingers right in Richard's face, who's popped up behind her. Well, she proved her point. Nelle makes to leave and says hello to Jenny's mom. Richard sees his opening and makes his move. Would Jackie mind stepping into this stall to hear Richard's private thought? Run, Jackie Bisset. Run like the wind. Once inside the hole, Richard makes his pitch. "Money. I'm not suggesting love can be bought, but...." He uses to remote to flick on the hole stereo (hol-e-o? stere-hole?) and the extra-heavy bass of "Brick House" pumps out. Jackie is all, you may have bitten off more than you can chew. Richard says he's "chewed a lot." Hee. Does Richard think he could kiss her without ending up a puddle on the floor? Richard says he doesn't usually turn to liquid, if you know what he means, and I know that you do. She plants one on him, and he melts like jelly on a baby's fingers in springtime. Well. Go Jackie Bisset!