Cut to Jen applying lipstick in front of her mirror in preparation for her coffee date with Billy Budd. Grams invites Jen once more to come to Bible study with her; Jen says, "I'll pass, Grams." Grams points out that if Jen "ignore[s] the religious ramifications, [she] might find it simply entertaining," which seems to come from a desire just to spend some time with her granddaughter, but Jen assumes that Grams wants to convert her, so with her customary lack of respect for her elders and non-gratitude for her grandmother's hospitality Jen says, "Nice try, Grams," and instead of snapping, "I think the phrase you really want is 'no thank you, Grams, but maybe some other time,' you self-absorbed piglet," Grams only looks disappointed and says, "Well, I won't be late, dear," and leaves the room. Immediately afterwards, someone knocks on the door, and Jen opens it to reveal not Billy Budd but an enraged Abby, who stands on the front stoop and fulminates, "I cannot believe that you would hit me -- me, your best friend," and pushes past Jen into the house without so much as a by-your-leave as Jen says, "Well, need I remind you that in the last two days you have called me a bitch, a slut, and a loser?" Abby and her over-pencilled eyebrows respond, "Yeah -- but I would never hit you." Like, ha ha, not. Jen: "You're warped. Why don't you just go home?" Abby: "Why, is the dork from the docks comin' a-callin'?" and Jen says, "Yes, he is -- see you later," and pushes Abby bodily out of the house, and if she told Abby never to talk to her again, why would she see Abby later?

Cut to the Scarlet A Ranch and Gale entertaining the visiting reporter in the living room, and the visiting reporter has just finished telling a shaggy-dog story, and Gale has poofed her poodle 'do out even more, and they both have big glasses of white wine in front of them. The doorbell rings, and Gale in her not-really-appropriate-for-a-work-meeting black semi-crocheted minidress answers the door, and behold TaMAHra, who tells Gale she has come to see The Flash, and Gale coldly says, "Oh, really," as The Flash appears behind her and invites TaMAHra in, and TaMAHra has brought over the blueprints for him to look at and apologizes again for "sound[ing] so desperate" (once again, no comment), and The Flash says, "Gale, you've met TaMAHra," and Gale says cattily, "PTA meeting," and The Flash leads TaMAHra into the den as an annoyed Gale closes the door.

Over at the Icehouse, Joey sketches in her sketchbook, and Jack "Not Gay Yet" McPhee makes origami birds, and a lone grizzled customer drinks coffee. Joey bemoans the paltry two dollars and eight cents in the tip cup and wonders why they don't have more customers besides "Mr. Bottomless Cup Of Coffee" on a Saturday night. Jack tells her to "relax -- enjoy the quiet." Jack and his too-small-for-his-body tiny little head get on my nerves. Jack calls Joey on her disdain for waitressing and says that he enjoys all the different "walks of life" he encounters by working in a restaurant, since Cape Cod offers a real cross-section of American culture, particularly in the off-season. Not. It doesn't. Anyway, Jack and his itty bitty little head blather on about "different hopes, different dreams," and Joey more or less says "whatever" and Jack asks Joey, "Why are you so angry?" She says the full moon "has [her] freaked." Jack says, "Not just tonight -- all the time," and gives her a Look Of Deep Meaning as he gets up from the counter and wanders away, presumably to go break some dishes or knock something over, and Joey ponders this. Whatever. Oh, and memo to Jack: either come out or shut up. [Word. -- Wing Chun]