Not savoring anything this morning? Don, who's standing in the parking lot under the defaced billboard and checking his watch. A couple of guys come out of the adjoining restaurant, and Don asks them if they saw anything, but since they don't speak much English they're not a lot of help. Or at least they pretend not to speak much English. Think it was them?
Back at the store, Bill takes a call on his cell phone, which gives him a chance to exposit that it's 11:30 and Don's been hanging out there for two hours. Still, nobody has shown up to fix the sign as promised. Bill tells Don to stay there, and as he hangs up, he enters his office to tell Peg that he's on his way to join Don so they can stand around in a parking lot doing nothing together. Someone should advise Bill that in a situation like that, it's only proper etiquette to bring a joint. Don wants Peg to call the sign company, "Dewey Owens," but Peg wants no part of that. She says Dewey Owens controls every billboard in Utah and half the rest of the country. Speaking coldly but quietly, she says, "Call them and you risk drawing attention to something you don't want attention drawn to. Unless they already know or they're behind it somehow, in which case it's still a call beyond my pay grade." Bill wonders why Peg is acting like this when it's his face up there. "Maybe that wasn't the best idea," Peg says quietly. Bill says it's a family business, after all. "I'm just saying I can't stay on here if everything turns into a bunker mentality," Peg says. And then what will they do, without her sunny, positive attitude brightening things up around here?
Barb picks this moment to tap on the open door, pick up on the tense vibe in the room, and wonder if this is a bad time. Bill tells her no, it's cool, and sends Peg out, reminding her, "You have a call to make." Ah, the old, "We have a guest now, so I win" tactic. Nice. Bill closes himself in the office with Barb, and she goes on about all the marvelous college student stuff she did that morning, including enjoying a cup of hot chocolate in the commons. I should have known she wasn't drinking anything as sinful as coffee. Bill's happy at how thrilled she is to be back in college. But Barb's ringing cell phone interrupts their kiss.
It's Margene, calling from a gas station, saying, "Problem! Big problem!" She's around a corner of the building, while Nicki is pumping the gas out front. Margene accuses, "You and Bill forgot Nicki's anniversary and she is totally completely ticked off royal!" "Jiminy Crickets!" Barb "curses," relaying the news to Bill. "Why didn't you remind me?" Bill demands. Such the wrong thing to say. Back at the station, Nicki's putting the gas cap on -- she's apparently got her done-me-wrong song on endless repeat, which makes me wonder why Margene didn't just leap out of the car and make friends with the buffalo when she had the chance -- and spots Margene looking sneaky while talking on her cell phone. Barb asks Margene to step up and cook dinner tonight. When Barb hears Nicki blaring her horn in the background of Margene's call, she asks Margene where she is. "Running errands with Nicki," Margene prevaricates, and turns to see Nicki marching purposefully towards her. "Shit!" Margene blurts. "Oh, sorry! I gotta go." She hangs up and starts staring blankly at whatever's behind the gas station, like that's what she's been doing all along. As you do. Nicki isn't fooled for a moment, as she asks which forgot first. As if that question even makes sense. Margene says they both forgot. Nicki doesn't seem pleased as she storms back to the car, and Margene follows her unhappily. It's going to be a long ride to Juniper Creek. Longer than usual, even.