I'll tell you what -- if my kid were old enough to be watching Ed, I'd have a ton of explanations about sex to be hand out this week, and we haven't even reached the fifteen-minute mark yet. Luckily, my boy's three months old, and doesn't understand sex at all. Yet even with that strike against him, he's getting more tit than me lately. Go figure.

In the hallway at City Hall, Ed catches up with Bonnie. Bonnie's clearly blowing him off in the typical "I'm being as civil as possible with you considering we had some pretty wild sex last night and now I think I may have made a mistake" fashion. Believe me, I got that reaction from every woman that I ever managed to get drunk enough to sleep with me. I know that blow-off quite well, my friend. Ed gets a bit pissed with her attitude, and says that maybe he's old-fashioned, but when he sleeps with a district attorney, he wants to be able to have a civil conversation afterward. Bonnie wants to know how she's not being civilized. She tells him to relax; it was just one night. He agrees that it was one night. He didn't tattoo her name on his arm or anything stupid like that. He says that she's the most bizarre woman he's ever met. She agrees with him. He walks away. Ice crystals form on Bonnie's eyelashes, and she's inside a warm building. She is the ice princess, kids.