Elizabeth stares vacantly out the window of her limo. Rachel gingerly asks if she can still see Ella, perhaps during summers or at Christmas. "Of course," Elizabeth answers robotically. "She's your sister." No smile, no attempt at warmth. Cow. Gushy stuff would've been totally out of character, but she could have at least tried to deviate from being a horrible wench. Vulcan Jen even looks amused, and we all know she's against having any facial expressions at all. Suddenly, Rachel spies something and begs the driver to pull over. Running outside, Rachel unties a blue balloon from someone's driveway fence. Looks like Little Joey's party guests won't be able to find the house with the blue balloons tied to the fence. Elizabeth and Vulcan Jen tumble out of the car, the former completely confused while the latter smiles in recognition. Rachel stares at the balloon -- an inflated blue ball that's neatly descriptive of her father's sex life during the last year of his life. Rachel releases it and watches it float away, the merest hint of a smile on her lips. Elizabeth senses that this is A Moment, and has the grace to look touched; Vulcan Jen is actually enjoying herself. Go figure. Our last shot is of Rachel staring up at the sky. Bye bye, Mark.