Oy. On the lanai. Shandi holds a cell phone and stands outside Il Zolofti, sounding genuinely terrified. Eric (I think she hit the wrong Eric on her speed dial, because that guy who picked up sounds a lot like Eric Nicholson) offers a two-note "Hey-ay." He's super. Thanks for asking. But not for long. Shandi volleys back in a much quieter voice, telling him, "I don't know how to start this." Panic grows in Eric's voice. "Just please tell me what you did." And then, an actual, pained, animal-with- tire-tracks- across-its-hide whine: "Tell me." Shandi does it Twenty Questions style, hinting, "The worst possible thing I could do." Hoo boy. She f'ed him. And I guess this could have been edited all wonkily, but I really don't think it was. Eric asks, "You had sex?" Shandi says, "Yeah." Well, that's pretty clear, isn't it? Let's see if there's more! She's pretty much hunched over in a fetal position as Eric tells her that she's changed, screeching that he can't be with someone who cheated on him. And, well. Yeah. Eric: "You think about how we wanted to be together forever?" Well, yeah. "You stupid bitch!" Well, no need to make it personal. And then he hangs up, while Shandi lies on the porch wailing with guilt and grief. I guess she won't mind much now if he goes to the movies with Lauren.