Mr. Lick's office. Mr. Lick is reading the story while Marilyn tells him, "She's not that great a writer. I've never known her to be terribly imaginative." Mr. Lick turns the pages back and forth, as though trying to remember how to read, and says, "This happened." Marilyn says, "That's what I think." Mr. Lick asks what Daddy-No-Lita said about it, and Marilyn tells him that she denied it. "Of course she'll deny it," he says, like the fact that she says it didn't happen proves that it did. He taps his fingers on the pages, as though frustrated by the arcane symbols there, and says again, "This happened."
The hallway. Harry chases down My-Fair-Lita. After the salutary pleasantries are dispensed with, he asks, "Are you sleeping with Milton Buttle?" What's his problem? Mr. "Senate"? More like Mr. "Senate Sub-Committee on the Confirmation of Whether or not Milton Buttle is Sleeping with Lisa Greer." Am I right, people? Anyhow, My-Fair-Lita says, "You know, Mr. Senate, I'm not a lawyer, but from everything I've read, that remark might constitute sexual harassment." Of course, everyone else at this school is a lawyer, so Lisa Greer might as well be one, too. Harry says, "I don't think a single question could constitute harassment, but maybe if I kept repeating it…so, let's do that: are you sleeping with Milton Buttle?" Lisa smiles, being awfully coy, and says, "I'm not going to answer that. Not because I have anything to hide but, be the answer yes or no, it's none of your business." Harry threatens to tell Steven, which is an empty threat because once something's on Cheryl's website, Steven's sure to see it pretty quickly anyway. Which is likely why Lisa essentially tells Harry to shove it, makes some remark about wanting to play poker with him (I guess because she thinks he's bluffing), and goes upstairs. Harry smiles, thinking, "Man, I gotta get me some of that."
The big hearing: The State of Massachusetts v. Lipschultz. Harvey is saying, "I don't have anything against colored people." Steven says, "That's it right there. You don't refer to African-Americans as colored people." Harvey sighs wearily, "Steven, one day it's colored people, then it's Negroes, then it's Black, then it's African-American. I should just be safe and says African-American Black Colored Negroes. Is this why you're firing me? Because I'm off on terminology." Anthony Heald reminds Harvey of the opening of Chapter Nine, in which, when Irish Cop said there was a gunman in the building, Harvey asked, "Is he black?" Harvey defends himself, asserting nonsensically that, statistically, most criminals are black. Lauren looks sick. The capper is even more ridiculous: "It isn't just me. Even Jesse Jackson is afraid of them in groups." Yes, but now he's taking a break from public life, and…oh, wait, he's back. Aaanyhow, Steven asks Lauren if there's anything she'd like to say on Harvey's behalf. Lauren says, "No." Steven says he'll give this some thought, and make his final decision tomorrow. "This is your defense?" says Harvey. Lauren can't even look at him.