Back at the bowling alley, Warren is begging his teammates not to call him Lucky Charms in front of Jessica. Trish deducts that Lucky's got a girlfriend. Harold says, "I thought you were gay." Warren is mortified and asks, "Why?" Harold shrugs and says, "I just assumed."
Back at the bar, Ed tells the barkeep that "Matt says hi" and that he and Matt are good friends -- they used to hunt moose together. The barkeep corrects him and says Matt hunts goose, not moose. Ed recovers quickly and says, "Matt says thanks for what you did, and needs you to keep it on the Q.T." Ed then explains in proverbs exactly what he means. One turn deserves another. One hand washes the other. A stitch in time saves nine, my friend...The barkeep tells Ed to "get out." Ed says "okay" and vamooses.
In court and on the stand is the waiter from the restaurant, Guzman. The defense lawyer asks Guzman how he can be so sure that the person he saw is Matt Roberts, when he saw him from 150 feet. Guzman determines that what they're trying to do is railroad him like that scene from My Cousin Vinny. He reiterates that he's pretty sure that he saw Roberts there. The defense says that the bartender at Hurley's is VERY sure that he saw Matt Roberts on his stool having a drink at that time. Bonnie whispers to Ed that she doesn't like to lose. It makes her all mad and stuff. Ed says he has to go check something out and excuses himself, leaving Carol and Bonnie together at the table, which is about the absolute stupidest thing Ed has ever done. Bonnie leans over and says to Carol, "You like him, don't you." Carol is taken aback that it's that noticeable and counters with, "We're just friends." Bonnie is intrigued and says, "Really?" Carol says, "Yes. We're just buddies." Carol then mentally kicks herself in the ass for ever laying that whole "we're just friends" trip on Ed.
Ed runs into the bowling alley where Mike has set up his world-famous huge collection of hilarious drinking birds that he has allowed Ed to inherit. There must be seventy-five of those stupid little birds everywhere in Ed's office, each one dipping into their respective glasses of water and drinking. Ed says he doesn't want the birds as he stares at a book full of bartender recipes. Mike feels a tad ignorant, which is about thirty years overdue.