Jeremy and Nola are finishing having sex in a pretty white bed with a red blanket. She wonders how much longer he can keep this up, and he makes some reference to his manliness while I resist the urge to say "That's what she said." But Nola's talking about the fake amnesia thing. Jeremy says as long as it takes to convince Simon he remembers nothing. He plans to move in and gain Simon's trust and get close enough to figure out where Simon's stashed Nola's brother. Nola says Jeremy's not really smart enough to do that, and Simon's too smart for that, so it won't happen. Unless Simon thinks it's his idea. Jeremy's all, "Let's do that then." And they make out some more. Because nothing makes either of them hotter than talk of little brothers, kidnappings, and sociopaths.

Nick boards the private jet, where Clark greets him. Nick asks if Clark would please change the music away from opera since it's just the two of them on this trip. But it's not just the two of them: Brian's already on board, and he mocks Nick -- "What do you wanna do? Listen to NPR? It's not gonna happen." Nick sits down and tells Brian he's going to D.C. Brian says he is too, but he won't tell Nick why. He says it's classified, and that if he tells Nick that might lead to an actual conversation. Brian tells Clark they need to leave now, but Clark says they're waiting for the last passenger to board. It's Karen. Of course. She stumbles on the plane and says she's going to an exclusive boutique outside of D.C., where she will shop for sperm. Brian and Nate look skeptical, and she's all, "Buckle up boys. Karen Darling ... is gonna have a bay-bee." Opening credits.

In the air, Karen's still explaining how her mom gave her the idea, which she was totally against at first because of "baby poo and holding ... things," but she got a physical and did research on "sperm and their banks," and she got sucked in. Nick's all, "What a lovely thought." She tells him not to do this to her, that he already stopped her from marrying Simon, and not to stop her from having Coco. Brian and Nick, in unison, "Coco?" She says that's its name. She's going to pick out a donor and then "shhedule [sic] a squirt or whatever you call it." No one says anything, so Karen screams, "Support me, people! Come on!" Nick would like to, but before he can wax philosophical about whatever, Brian interrupts and says Nick has no room to talk about parenting. Then he goes on to say that the minute he and Lisa broke up, Nick should have accused her of child abuse and loose living. Karen agrees, but Nick protests that would have been, you know, lying. Brian's all, "So what." Oh, did you forget he's a preacher again? Well, he is. He's even wearing his collar, so it makes this especially entertaining. Brian says you've got to play dirty when it comes to kids.