Leaving Weaver to take care of Toilet Boy, Abby turns and bumps into Neecole, who is looking for Luka. Sensing this is an opportunity that can't be missed, Abby offers Neecole some coffee and escorts her to the lounge.

Divorce Court. Dr. Cleo "Bicentennial Woman" Finch is on the stand, having ironed her hair straight because curls are considered an indicator of Satan worship and grievous irresponsibility. "Peter is completely devoted to Reese," she oozes, doing that weird thing where she delivers the testimony while staring right at Benton and not at the person who asked the question. It's doubly weird when you consider that Michael Michele's eyes always make her look like she's mentally undressing someone she desperately wants to fuck -- not sex, or lovemaking; fucking. It's a crass but valid difference. Anyway, Cleo adds that she can't imagine a better or more devoted father. Eyebrows asks if Cleo and Benton are living together, which she claims they've discussed doing. Somehow, Cleo and Peter are a couple again. Did we see this? No. And apparently, she's been dating Peter for three years. Is that possible? If she first hit the credits during season six, then at the most, they've been together for two and a half years. Don't perjure yourself, Cleo; he's not worth it. Cleo hedges that their June break-up wasn't a split so much as it was a time-out; she's startled that Eyebrows knows the exact chronology of the relationship. Cleo promises that she will be a stable and constant factor in Reese's life, but Eyebrows can't help wondering when the next break-up will occur. Not on camera, I can testify to that much. Roma objects, because this calls for prophesy, and the judge agrees but wants Cleo to answer anyway. So Cleo is pigeonholed, but diplomatically insists that she intends to be around both Benton and Reese for quite a long time. Still, she's lying prostrate in the coffin, and Eyebrows has a hammer and some nails. He brings up the piano incident, in which Cleo turned her head briefly and Reese subsequently fell and hurt himself. This caused a major argument between Carla and Peter, and made Cleo feel genuinely awful. Cleo keeps it together, but barely; things get heated enough that the judge calls for a fifteen-minute recess so that cooler heads can prevail.

Abby serves a cup of coffee to Neecole, who only now thinks to ask if it's decaf. "I shouldn't have caffeine," she says softly. Abby coughs that she forgot about that. Neecole isn't terribly startled that Abby knows, but retreats into herself when Abby offers to perform an ultrasound for her. "I'll take care of it," she says stiffly. Abby cocks her head. "How do you know you're pregnant?" she asks. Neecole flinches, then gets up to leave. "This is not the way to get Luka," Abby blurts. Neecole plays dumb, so Abby presses her about her conflicting stories. Abby: "What happened to your father?" Neecole: "I told you, he killed himself when I was little." Abby: "And miraculously came back to life so he could kick you out when you were sixteen?" Go Abby! Neecole's arms are crossed petulantly, and Julie Delpy's face has a weird plastic sheen to it. She looks, as a matter of fact, totally awful. Neecole claims that her mother remarried and her stepfather wanted to be rid of her. "I guess you have an answer for everything," Abby snipes. "I guess you think everything's your business," Neecole shoots back. She argues that Abby, rather than being concerned about Luka's emotional state, actually hates the idea of him being happy with someone else. Abby bites her lip and doesn't disagree, which is interesting. "I know what won't make him happy," she finally says. "A made-up life. If this is all for real, that's great. Go for it. But if it's not, he's going to figure it out. He's not stupid." Not that Neecole would know this -- Luka's been stupid since she met him, so why would she assume there's any working brain under all that hotness? Neecole narrows her eyes and glares very hard at Abby, then flounces out of the lounge.