At the Smiling Goat, Nancy's whining to Molly that she doesn't see Mike's practice flying anytime soon. So much for standing by her man. She says that they've gone into debt so that Mike can follow his dreams and have his own practice where he doesn't have to wallow in Dr. Jerome's malarkey day in and day out. Molly tells Nancy not to worry, and that she has money if they need it...she's got $212 stashed away in a money market account. Nancy screams that $212 wouldn't buy a fucking stethoscope and starts beating Molly around her big dumb puffy head with a ball peen hammer. While Molly cowers in a corner as Nancy viciously lands blow after blow on her cranium, Mike and Ed are sitting at the bar. Ed brings up the fact that Jackass is in Minnesota on a job interview, and Mike chimes in that there's still some sexual spark between Ed and Carol. Ed blows off this statement just as he has for the last thirty-plus episodes, and changes the subject to the fact that his boyhood mentor had completely flipped his lid and is now flipping coins and spinning the wheel of justice in order to decide cases. Carol walks on into the party like she was walking on to a yacht and says that the Judge humiliated her by making her sing "Bad Bad Leroy Brown" in front of a crowded courtroom. Mike squeals and says how much he loves that song; he then graces us all with his feeble rendition of the tune, to a mixed response. Ed says that he's going to go see the judge and get things taken care of, because the judge "loves" Ed. Mike keeps singing.
Back at Mike's office, the place is quieter than the audience at a James Taylor concert. Nancy's bouncing a pencil while Carmella is carefully scrawling the words "I Like Gravy" on a pad of paper. Mike thanks Carmella for filling in as the office receptionist, and Carmella gushes about how exciting it is to be on the ground floor of a new company like the secretaries at Apple Computers were so many years ago. Those secretaries...they make millions of dollars now! The phone rings, and all three of them stiffen up. Mike instructs Carmella to answer the phone "Dr. Burton's office, how may I direct your call?" So Carmella answers, "Doctor's office," because she's incapable of doing anything correctly. It's Jack Foster, wanting to know whether Mike has come to his senses yet. Mike tells Carmella to hang up the phone. Carmella thanks Jack for calling and to drive safely, then hangs up the phone. Mike tells Nancy that there is no way, no how he will ever hire Jack Foster to help him out. Of course, we know that he will, and that it's just a matter of time, because if Mike really didn't hire Jack, this wouldn't be a plotline, and we'd be checking in with the latest from Warren Cheswick or Molly.