Mia's launching Modern Man, a magazine that Jack had worked on before he got canned. The editor, who was a Jack find, submits a cover photo of a man being eaten by a woman. Mia insists that this is unfair, but lets the cover run...with an open letter to Jack saying essentially that she loved him and is sorry that he can't deal with her awesomeness, and she eats oatmeal.
A blog about New York businesswomen starts publishing blind items that are clearly about Mia, Caitlin, and Juliet. Juliet finds out it's Cilla Gray writing the blog, because the $100 million woman needs a pastime, I presume. Juliet freaks out and gets a zit because Lily Parish reads the item and wants to know who the lesbian at the office is. She spins her wheels with Alicia a little more and ends up making out on the street again.
Zoë goes on a business trip with Clayton, and he invites Katherine! Katherine gives away the firm's commissions in a deal, but Clayton says nothing. Zoë realizes why later when she sees the two canoodling. She tells Clayton to break it off and avoid a lawsuit, so he PROMOTES her to associate. Eric is shirtless in two scenes, and it is nice.
Juliet is pursued by Bobby Walsh, who comes to town to be with her. She confronts Cilla Gray about the blog and tells her to stop dishing about her friends. She finds out that Cilla and Davis went to Anguilla, their "spot," so she decides to follow through with an affair with Bobby. They're on the bed and half-naked when she starts giggling. She wants to stay with Davis. However, later, she tells Davis that they're even, clearly knowing that he thinks she's slept with someone else.
Previously: Caitlin became wishy-washy about her lesbian dalliance. Mia is still dumped. Zoë's assistant Katherine smells like Eve Harrington. Juliet is considering punishing Davis with an affair of her own, but she only went as far as kissing old B-schoolmate Bobby Walsh.
Ooh, here's a shot of New York from the Hudson River side. And suddenly we're on a Greenwich Village street and a Town Car passes a converted carriage house. It's Zoë's. I know I promised to not be this guy, but I have to right now. I'm going to out myself now as a huge fan of Sex and the City. I thought most episodes were like Dawn Powell short stories -- urbane, poignant, always stylish. And Darren Star created it, right? So, could someone explain to me why this show is presenting a New York as seen through the eyes of a mole person? I can understand a Hollywood type getting Omaha or Juneau wrong, but New York? Haven't they all been here before? Didn't most of them start out as playwrights or theatre professionals who decided they needed to make some money, so they shipped themselves off to the crumbling coast? It's like they've never really seen it. Maybe I'm just not giving enough credit to the creative team of SATC for being as good as they were at making New York a character in the show, but what I'm seeing...it doesn't work. For instance, I'm sorry, but Zoë doesn't live in Greenwich Village. She just doesn't. I don't think she lives downtown at all, but if she does...maybe Tribeca. She does not live in the Village. It sounds like a small thing to contest, but it's not. I'm annoying myself right now, but I swear I'm right about this.
Zoë is scrambling around her bedroom while Eric lies shirtless in bed. This Eric, he's a handsome guy, no? She's babbling all sorts of nonsense about her kids and things that he has to remember because she's going to Boston on business, as if he's not the guy who had to remind her about the bulletin board in their house. Seriously, did the writer of this week's episode not WATCH last week's episode? Of course Eric knows all of this stuff! Her kids would have scurvy if it weren't for him. She asks him if he's listening and he says, "Sasha's the girl and Luke's the boy, right?" Dur. They laugh about it and kiss and she's out of there.