Mayor-To-Be Mansion. Gabby and S&P are outside, having a romantic dinner in front of his gigantic house, and she's dazzling him with the tale of her broken water heater. For some reason, it was positioned directly over her closet, the one part of the house she most wants to protect from accident, although most water heaters I know of are stored in the basement, where they can burst without fear of harming a Prada or Manolo (though according to the boards, attic-mounted water heaters aren't completely unheard-of). Despite the fact that all of her clothes and shoes are now destroyed, Gabby seems to have scraped together some cute clothes to wear tonight, at least; the pink scalloped-neck tee she's wearing is very nice. S&P seems pleased by the news of Gabby's tragedy, since it means now Gabby clearly could "use a rich boyfriend." As in, he's willing to foot the bill to replace all her clothes? The Gabby I know would be on that offer like Edie on cargo shorts. Certainly Mother Hainsworth would recommend going for the big payoff. But weirdly, Gabby says she's not interested -- in fact, tonight is the last night that she'll be seeing S&P. I sure wish that, if they were going to make Gabby go completely against character, they'd at least given S&P a clearly detestable quality -- something more off-putting than "arrogance" for us to believe in. S&P tries to get Gabby to agree to at least one more date: he's getting an award at the Rotary Club lunch tomorrow and wants her candying up his arm. Gabby shushes him and orders him to go get her a sweater; hasn't he noticed how cold she is? S&P, looking down at Gabby's raisin-smuggling region: "Noticed? It's made my whole evening."