Carol and Ed are having lunch when Carol asks whether he's dropped Ron's case yet. Ed says no, and that it's been the worst week ever. Carol tries to top him by telling him that she's so dull, kids have developed a game to capitalize on their utter boredom. She then mentions going to Jackass, and Ed pretends to fall asleep when she brings up Jackass's name. That's Ed's favorite joke -- to pretend he's not interested in the men Carol has the hots for when secretly, in the privacy of his own home, he's plotting their violent and bloody deaths on a daily basis. Carol explains all the stuff that Jackass wants her to do, like actually read the books she's supposed to read and grade tests fairly and stop wearing bras and wear short skirts to school and walk down the hallways on her hands. Ed fancies himself a modern-day Gatsby and throws out a pretty straight-on British accent as he talks smack. Carol calls him a dork, and he corrects her by calling himself a "Gatsbyesque" dork. Personally, I think plain "dork" was sufficient, but whatever floats Ed's boat, y'know? It's like wrapping a ribbon around a dog turd. It may look pretty, but it's still dog shit.
In court, the prosecutor is quizzing Heather Ross. They ask her to describe a typical day at Suitopia. She says that when she came in each morning, Ron would look her over to make sure she was showing enough leg. Then he'd say it's "showtime!" and make the girls get out on the floor and act like bimbos to move the suits. He'd even suggest flirty things they should say, like, "Hey, Cowboy, when did you ride into town?" "Yo Studsicle...Let me lick you up and down," and "I make a mean sandwich after hot sex." They were told to let their hands linger across the customer's body while they fitted him for a jacket.