In Chicago, "George Meuller" shows up for work and doesn't notice everybody is snickering at him. The reason becomes clear when he goes to write something and ink squirts back at him from a rigged pen. Laughter erupts in the bullpen -- cruel, ill-natured laughter, not the good kind. Of course, Van Alden's reaction to it is almost vaudevillian in its demonstrativeness. I'm surprised he didn't also slip on a banana peel someone left out for him. He turns to clean himself off so Mr. Gulliver can't see his ink-stained face when he comes in. Gulliver makes a hilariously rousing speech about the importance of what they do -- their irons smooth out the fabric of America, or some such -- and then hands out the Glengarry leads on a first-come basis. Meuller is last, of course, because he's trying to clean himself off; to Gulliver, it just looks like a lack of gumption. Last place means you're fucking fired, George.

Nucky arrives to meet Rosetti at that dingy diner in Tabor Heights. Feels like one of those Real Housewives summits, though I can't imagine it will live up to Ramona and Aviva's sullying of Norma's. Things are tense at first, with Nucky saying he obviously offended Gyp in some way. "Although you're someone who could find an insult in a bouquet of roses." Hey, calling it out doesn't make it any less irritating. Rosetti says Nucky's restrictive distribution is threatening his livelihood. Nucky says he needs to simplify. They really do seem to be at an impasse. Nucky says he's willing to use the back roads through the Pine Barrens to circumvent Tabor Heights. Ah, the Pine Barrens, eh? Shout out from Buscemi and Terrence Winter to their finest hour?

Rosetti thinks that route is probably a slog, and "If I was you? Every inch of that road would stick in my craw." Nucky says Rosetti's not him; he learned a long time ago not to take things personally. He... did? "Everyone's a person, though, right?" Gyp says, "so how else could they take it?" That articulates the Survivor-contestant mindset better than anybody else I've ever heard. In the interests of honoring what was once a fruitful business relationship, Nucky invites Rosetti to be his guest in Atlantic City tonight, and he'll send him home with a full month's supply of hooch, to keep his head above water, and to allow him to leave the nice people of Tabor Heights alone. The dumpy sheriff from last week chimes in that it'd be a lot healthier for everyone. Good God, nothing worse than when a low-level accomplice speaks up like he's got a say in the matter. Rosetti asks what happens after a month, but Nucky says he doesn't consider that his problem. Rosetti deems this a "square enough deal," and Nucky stands up to shake hands, which Rosetti does reluctantly. So... great?