Later, back at the gym from the beginning of the episode I think, Eric's all, they didn't bust us for anything, they asked for Vince's autograph and Fiona's all let's toast and there's wheatgrass so I, you know...I admit, I threw up a little. And not just because the song from that Raveonettes song of the K-Mart commercial where the stars of the WB wear K-Mart clothes and look 100 times better than on their shows. I hate wheatgrass. It combines the worst qualities of both wheat and grass. Eric's all, "What is this, is it wheat? Or grass?" and I can't figure out if it's the same joke -- in which case I might kill myself -- or just a signpost saying, "Cute cultural reference as to the hip L.A. scene" (circa 1991, yes, but you know, it's an Entourage thing). Eric and Drama seem genuinely sad that Fiona's leaving. Not half as sad as I am. She's pretty and funny and not remote-control like the other women on the show. Drama says he wouldn't want her to disappoint "Rammed Ass," and she corrects him, "Ram Dass," her guru, and that's going on the gay list, pal. They laugh and shoot. They all have the same disgusted reaction I do.