Rory walks over to Cardigan Man, who is fixing his vegetables. He tuts over her arm and asks if it hurts. She says it doesn't hurt too much. Cardigan Man hopes that Rory's not getting addicted to painkillers like those "Hollywood types" do. He says that pain is the body's way of saying, "I'm not okay now, but I will be soon." Rory says she'll remember that. Cardigan Man says that if you shut your body up too soon, it's called death. Rory says she just wanted to apologize that her car hit the bench with the brand-new market sign on it. Cardigan Man says it wasn't Rory's fault; it was "that Jess" who did it: "That boy is a walking natural disaster. They should name a tornado after him." ["That would be the most annoying tornado in weather history." -- Wing Chun] Rory tries to say that it was her fault, too, but Cardigan Man says he knows that there is no way Rory would be involved in something like that. It was because of that "Sal Mineo wannabe" that Rory was even in that accident. Cardigan Man gets the best line of the episode: "Chachi and Chachi alone will be held responsible for that incident." He gives Rory a peach and walks away. Lane asks whether Cardigan Man's mad. "No, not at me," Rory says.
I guess some time passed during the commercial break, because now the music store boasts a "Grand Opening" banner. It's called "Sophie's Music," and people are already buying things. Lane slowly walks up and past the music store. Then she turns around and goes inside.
Inside the shop, Kirk is handing his résumé to Carole King, who will be playing the role of Sophie. I love Carole King, in that her music unites me with my mom, and I think she wrote one of the best albums of all time. I know some of you are young, but ask your mom if she's got a copy of Tapestry. Listen to it together while you play a game of Scrabble. It will become a part of your sense memory forever. Do it for Mother's Day. Anyway, Carole King isn't looking for an assistant right now, since she just opened the store. Kirk tells her that he has a license to carry a firearm, in case that makes a difference. "You have no idea how much," she answers. Lane's walking around the store with her fingertips outstretched, afraid to hold any of the instruments. I can't believe that MamaLane doesn't have Lane taking flute or violin lessons -- something musical to round out her studies. Lane spots a guitar that she likes as the song in the background sings, "She fell in love with a drummer! She fell in love with a drummer!" Lane touches the guitar as Carole King asks if she can help her. Lane says she was just looking. Carole King says that looking isn't a problem; it's the touching that makes her nervous. ["How can people figure out if they want to buy the instruments if they can't play them?! You have to play them. Carole King knows that, for heaven's sake." -- Wing Chun] Lane says she was just going, and almost walks right into an upright bass. After an awkward moment, Lane sees a drum set. "Oh, my," she says. Carole King tells her that it's a DW drum set with Zildjian cymbals. She asks if Lane plays. Lane says she doesn't. Carole King tells Lane to sit so she can see how it feels. Lane says she couldn't. "Your legs don't bend?" Carole King asks. They do, so Lane sits. Carole King hands her some drumsticks, but reminds Lane not to touch anything. Lane air-drums to her heart's content. "You look good," Carole King says. Lane knows it.