Joey finally shows up. He's wearing a blue suit, and Bill's in a black one. I find this interesting, what with my theories on suit colors and how they fit in with characters' relationships to power. Bill notices that Joey looks pale and frazzled, and attempts to pull it together by saying, "Let's say a prayer, all right? Heavenly Father, we come to You as brothers. We ask that You protect us and give us strength in this great undertaking, and grant us victory against our foes. In the name of Jesus, amen." Joey does not add, "P.S. If You could see your way clear to helping me deal with my wife, who is apparently channeling Lucrezia Borgia, I would appreciate it."

Cut to the meeting, which is filled with lots of white guys in black suits. A voice on the phone is talking about how the miners aren't working, and apparently have the nerve to ask for things like benefits. Roman barks, "Never! I'm through pussyfooting around. Report them all to the INS, then replace them." Wow, is there any group of the poor and powerless that Roman won't exploit?

Then the meeting goes south for Roman. Bill and Joey stride in, and Bill breaks the news that he's got Holloway's old seat on the council. Joey sits down, and Bill stands behind him, saying, "It's true, Roman. Copies of shares that are rightfully endorsed. We're here, Roman, at your table -- where we belong." He claps a hand on Joey's shoulder. Joey's trying to look resolute. Roman orders one of his henchmen to raise Alby, and cuts off the voice as it asks, "Shall we move on to Beehive --" Would that be the Beehive Village project Bill is involved in? Because I can't imagine why Roman would be bringing up the Beehive Mother of the Year awards so openly in front of the rest of the council.

Bill walks toward Roman, telling him, "As board members, it's our responsibility to review all board business and financial transactions." Roman attempts to summon an ineffable air of divine authority by intoning, "You will not desecrate our sacred files." Bill counters that he will. He then makes a grab for the minutes of the last few meetings, so he can get up to speed. Roman peevishly asks where Alby is, adding with some desperation, "Get him. Get him now." Since his right-hand thug fails to materialize on demand, the meeting only goes down from there. Roman is forced to end it on a point of order: any changes in membership had to be submitted in writing ten days before the meeting. He then points at Joey and commands, "You. Get out of that seat." Joey shakes his head and says, "I'm staying, Roman." So Roman retreats instead.