From the flower show we cut to a vase full of...flowers, which are sitting in fancy car showroom. Gabby is strutting around and soaking up that new-car smell. I guess the settlement check came through after all? Because I don't think Gabby is shopping for two-seaters with Gardener John's credit card. A bleached-blonde saleslady is telling Gabby what a nice surprise it is to see her, that it's been way too long. "My husband and I went through a downsizing phase?" Gabby explains. "But we've snapped out of it." Yes, life is good, but, Gabby moans, this electric blue sports car lined in fine Italian leather would make it So. Much. Better! Saleslady opens the door and invites Gabby to slip inside. Gabby is wearing a very, very short silver leather miniskirt. I guess if you got it, flaunt it...in something alarmingly short and spacesuit shiny. Gabby does some more retail-drunk moaning, saying how she'd love to have the car in her driveway by Saturday: "I'm having a big barbecue and I want everyone to see it." Most people just tie some balloons to the mailbox, but okay. Saleslady wonders what the occasion is, and Gabby tells her that she's throwing her husband a going-away party. He's going on sort of a "government-sponsored sabbatical." How long will he be gone? "Eight months," Gabby says brightly, and then, in the soft and dreamy little voice of someone not actually conscious of speaking out loud, she adds, "six with good behavior." Saleslady gives her head a funny tilt, and then smoothly switches the subject to the wonderfulness of the leather interior. Gabby agrees that it is indeed wonderful, though perhaps the smell is a little intense? "It is one hundred percent Italian calf," Saleslady rah-rahs. Gabby nods, yes, of course, and then...vomits into the passenger seat. As Gaggy does her business, we see Saleslady's face curdle.

Cut to the car being cleaned by a team of vomit technicians. Gaggy is apologizing, telling Saleslady how smells have been making her feel "nauseous" lately. Isn't it Mason Leary from Accidental Tourist who hates people who misuse "nauseous"? Strictly speaking, Gaggy is "nauseated." If she were "nauseous," it would mean she possesses some quality that makes everyone around her want to hurl. Which, considering Gaggy's antics as of late -- yelling at Carlos at his mother's funeral, using Gardener John's credit card to buy shoes -- isn't all that far off the mark.