Next, we see Gabby, wearing a fuzzy pink sweater thing, waiting in the slammer for Carlos. The guards lead him in, and he is looking very sorry indeed in his ubiquitous orange jumpsuit. Gabby gasps when she sees his face, which is shiny with fresh tears, and asks him what's wrong. Carlos sighs hugely and says that he's had some ruff days, ever since he got the news about the miscarriage. Gabby goes to hold his hands and notices that they're all scabbed and bloody from, he tells her, tearing up his mattress. Gabby, with a weird semi-sarcastic tone: "Jeez. How are you feeling today?" Carlos, in a woeful monotone: "They're injecting me with this tranquilizer...thing. I think it's doing the trick." Ha. Gabby gently pats his hands, and Carlos, in a voice all choked with tears, says that he and Gabby never even got to talk about names, and that he even had his "top five all picked out. " He asks Gabby if she wants to hear his list, but she says, "No, I'm good." Carlos, looking distressed, asks Gabby if she ever thought about names, and Gabby chastises him in a teasing way that it was "a little soon for that": "I mean, how can you name something the size of a walnut?" Carlos cocks his head like a sad and confused dog, and then he notices her sweater, asking, "Is this new?" Immediately, Gabby starts preening, smiling down at herself and stroking the sweater: "Do you like it? I picked it up on the way here!" Carlos looks away in disgust, and then says all accusingly, "You just lost a baby!" Gabby, matter o' factly: "We all grieve differently...I go shopping, you rip toilets out of the wall." Toilets? Who said anything about toilets? Carlos just said he ripped his hands when he was tearing apart his mattress. Maybe that's how Gabby grieves: she confuses toilets with mattresses? Which...isn't the best mixup around, what with all the defecating in bed and the snoozing on the john. And the last thing Gabby needs now is to start sleeping with John again. Carlos: "Are you even sad?" Gabby gives a dismissive "Oh please, what do you think?" She tries to pull her hands free from Carlos's clutches, but he won't let go. Carlos yells that he doesn't know (if Gabby's sad or not). Gabby, still tugging to get her hands away from Carlos's iron grip, tells him that of course she's sad -- it's a "sad situation." Carlos grunts with disgust and tells her he thinks his tranquilizer is wearing off. Gabby, waving to the guards, "Well, let's get you another round!" The guards take Carlos away, but he keeps his glaring eyes trained on Gabby, who sits there looking innocently confused, like, "What? You like my sweater?"