Ethel serves Isobel some tea, but Isobel can see her long face and asks what the matter is. She admits she had a nasty encounter in the village; a "Mrs. Bakewell" refused to serve her and while her husband eventually did, "it wasn't very nice." Yes, if you're going to be denied service, it would be better for it to happen at the hands of a "Mrs. Bakecrappy." Isobel says they'll take their business elsewhere, but Ethel tells her she's used to such treatment and I'm sure Isobel feels doubly bad that Ethel was misused in this way and that it looks like the Dowager Countess had a point.
Alfred comes into the kitchen -- followed by Jimmy James -- to ask Ivy if she's set for that evening, to which Mrs. Patmore replies that she's given her blessing, although she's at a loss as to why. Alfred then asks Mrs. Patmore some cooking questions and when an exasperated Jimmy James tells the "big ninny" to leave her alone, Mrs. Patmore defends him, saying some of the best cooks in the world are men. Jimmy James asks if she really thinks "this sad beanpole" could be a great cook. As it happens, though, Carson enters on the tail end of that statement and asks Jimmy James why he feels the need to be so unpleasant before decreeing that Alfred can take the fish and meat in that night, while Jimmy James can follow with the sauce. When Carson's gone, Jimmy James complains that he should be the first footman and Ivy agrees, prompting this outburst to Alfred from Daisy: "Listen to her! You're taller than him, you've been here longer than him -- why are you taking her to the pictures when she talks like that?" Seriously, Daisy, this may be an anachronistic reference by a pretty wide margin, but you've come a long way, baby. Alfred shrugs and says he's got the tickets now and I suppose one of the benefits of him having most of the characteristics of a golden retriever is that his feelings aren't easily hurt.