So, of course, all this yelling leads to another round of sexing. (Carlos: "Are you challenging me to a rematch?" Edie: "Yeah, I'll fall on that grenade." Carlos: "Oh there's gonna be an explosion.") Much to my delighted surprise, though, they didn't go the "anger as sexual lubricant" route; I was so, so sure we were going to have to spend the rest of the season watching Carlos and Edie invent arguments because they couldn't have sex any other way, "let me stand next to your ire" and all that. But this time around, the sex is even worse that before: Edie throws Carlos against his fridge, and a pepper grinder falls on his head; Carlos throws Edie down on the table and she lands on a fork; Carlos jumps on top of Edie and the table collapses. Cut to...

...Carlos and Edie sitting in a doctor's examination room. (Such a funny cut!) Edie's thrown out her back, and Carlos has had his hand stitched up. Doctor: "So, how'd you folks get so banged up? Car accident?" Edie: "Bad sex." Carlos: "Really bad." Funny, funny! The doctor raises his eyebrows in surprise, hands Edie a prescription for painkillers, and leaves. Edie and Carlos, the wind totally out of their sails, have a nice conversation about how it's "for the best" -- now that they've "gotten it out of [their] system[s]," they can go back to the safety of Just Friends.

Down at the S&P political pep rally, MAVO tells us all about how bored Gabby was sure she'd be -- she brought a magazine and everything -- but then she notices how much female interest the handsome (I guess? Though I don't see it at all...more for you to share, ladies!) maybe-mayor, and how good-looking some of the competition is, and suddenly the Old Gabby is back in the saddle again. The second that Maybe Mayor has finished up his stump, Gabby drags him off to his limo -- leaving many crestfallen women in her wake -- where she delivers a hump speech of her very own: "You laid out all your positions. Don't you want to get acquainted with mine?" And on "mine," Gabby peels off her bra. Classy! Yes, the old gutter Gabby is back! Maybe Mayor, shocked by his good luck, distractedly tells the driver to "put up the partition," and Gabby requests some "loud music." And in kicks the world's the worst cover of "Good Lovin'" that ever was. I couldn't figure out who it's by, but I'll admit I didn't look all that hard, much like I don't go looking too hard for the source of a terrible smell along the highway. Wow. Seriously, this song is BAD. If S&P can maintain his erection in the face of that song, then he's won my vote (in the imaginary mayoral race of an imaginary town...yes, I still know the difference between my world and theirs...just barely).