Ally opens her office door and gasps in shock and horror. Elaine is lying on her stomach on Ally's desk, looking at a laptop, totally nude. A vase and some books hide her buttocks and torso. She's wearing four-inch stiletto heels that look about two sizes too big for her. "One thing led to another," she says, putting her thumbnail to her mouth. How insouciant. How very sweeps.
Unisex. Jackson apologizes to Ling, then checks the stalls and gets hit by Richard's door again. "Déjà vu bygones," says Richard, before leaving. Ling says that she's been angry with herself for having the one-night stand with Jackson, and for still giving a crap about him now. He suggests that they start over. She answers ambiguously and runs out of the restroom. Larry walks in, and the two men greet each other with mock joviality. We hear the opening bars of Barry White's "You're My Everything." Jackson and Larry act as if they hear it or sense it, too. John comes in and starts bobbing in front of the mirror. I do not at all want to laugh at the scene that follows, and yet I do.
Larry [standing next to Jackson, both of them watching John]: What are your thoughts, Jackson?
Jackson: Oh, I was just going to ask you the same thing, Larry.
Barry White [as John gets more into his moves]: We got it together, didn't we? We've definitely got our thing together.
Larry: He's on to something there, Jackson.
Jackson: Oh, yes he is, Larry.
Barry White: Nobody but you...and me.
Jackson: He's a funny little man, isn't he?
Larry: Yes, he is.
Jackson: Well, I can get with that.
Larry [indicating John's moves]: What -- that there?
Jackson: It's not a problem for me. You?
Larry: Not at all.
Jackson: Shall we?