At home, Margaret is sobbing in her room. Katy walks past and notices.
Another sad lady, Lucy, perches herself at the top of the staircase outside her apartment. As she cries, she inches herself towards the edge, ready to throw herself down. The fall might not kill her, but it'll kill that baby. She stopped when a car drives up with a delivery for Mrs. Meuller. Cut to inside and we see it's a record player. The delivery guy shows her how to set it up, and pretty soon, she's got jazz music playing in her living room. As the delivery guy leaves, she asks who sent this. Why Mr. Meuller, of course! Lucy smiles and exhales.
At Nucky's house, the maids are drinking downstairs. Margaret comes in on them, and they all stand at attention. Margaret tells them to relax and to pour her a drink, and themselves another. They're surprised, to say the least. Margaret rationalizes the drinking: "They say it's the first drop that kills you. So no harm in the last." A fine personal ethos! Margaret asks Katy whether she was born in Ireland. She wasn't. Margaret says if she had been , she'd have left the place. "And far be it from anyone to begrudge you that escape." Margaret tells them to call her by her first name. "Why put on airs?" Nucky comes home and is more than a little surprised to find Margaret among the help. He disapprovingly asks what's the matter, then says to get dressed, he's taking her out.
Van Alden returns home to find Lucy dancing to the music coming from the record player. He smiles at her. GAH, please don't do that!
At Babbette's -- aw, I wish Babbette had more to do on this show besides look intriguingly androgynous. Anyway, she welcomes Governor Edwards, who joins the Commodore and Jimmy at the table. Commodore hands him his payoff -- Edwards takes it, though he looks somewhat ill at ease with the kickback stuff. Edwards asks Jimmy if they're scandalizing him; Jimmy's seen worse. Commodore brags that Jimmy faced down the Kaiser, and Jimmy says that's nothing, this is Atlantic City. Commodore's all, "Good one!" like he's Joy Behar.
While the Commodore is giving comedy his blessing, Nucky, Margaret, Bader and Mrs. Bader arrive. Poor Babbette knows exactly how awkward things are going to get. She apologizes to Nucky, who is pretty gracious about it. As he spots the Commodore across the room, Bader suggests they go elsewhere, but Nucky is defiant. They stride past the Commodore's table, and it's awkward as hell. As Commodore's table is serves, the Governor asks Jimmy if he's going to follow in Dad's footsteps. Jimmy: "I'm my own man." But he's eager to learn everything he can. So far, he's learned that "nothing's free." Edwards grumbles about Volstead, but the Commodore sees it as a fine situation. "As soon as Nucky Thompson --" Jimmy interjects that as soon as Nucky is brought to justice, ahem -- then there will be a big ol' party in Atlantic City. Edwards drinks to that, while Nucky looks on, ghostly white (well, more than usual) at the implications of this union. Margaret reiterates that she would be fine eating elsewhere, but they're not moving.