The desk sergeant tells Corinna that they sent someone to pick up Tully's truck, but it wasn't where Corinna said it would be. Corinna figures it must have been towed. "Not by us," the sergeant says. Then he looks at the door and says that Officer Poole has arrived to straighten things out. Corinna turns, and this Officer Poole is a black man, distinctly unlike the guy who arrested Alex.
Commercials. I can't quite decide if there are actually more car commercials than usual during this show, which is certainly possible, or if it's just that I'm just noticing them more.
The Taurus is now 271 miles from Rome. John's driving now, so that Violet can devote all of her concentration to her lying tutorial. She says that a good lie is close enough to the truth that you can remember it, and she suggests that John should practice. She tells her father to pretend that he's a sixteen-year-old girl who wants to go to a concert on a school night. John immediately starts with, "I'd start off by explaining how important this concert is to me and how much I --" Violet interrupts: "Truth is death!" I play along, and John and I both say some version of "I have to study for a big exam." I don't stammer as much, though. Violet sneers, "Yeah, that'll work. If this was 1950 and I'd just had a lobotomy." Hey! Violet decides to share an example and asks if John remembers when Violet took Sophie Kramer to a support group for an STD. John is shocked to learn that was a lie and gasps, "You brought home literature from that meeting!" It's probably for the best he's forgotten how Violet said that lies should be close to the truth, right? He starts to ask what Violet really did that night, but Violet quickly tells him to make the technique his own.