Gretchen's in the depo with Armin. The attorney for the prosecution is D.B. Woodside -- it's so great to see the old principal and the new principal from Buffy face off, as it were. Anyway, Gretchen does a terrible job at the depo offering her opinion, taking umbrage at questions, and basically giving the prosecution tons to work with. Armin does his best at damage control, ordering "yesorno" answers only, and conferring with Giancarlo at times, but when the dead client's sister accuses Gretchen of being thrilled at having her client fall in love with her, well, it hits the fan. Gretchen expresses her feelings in little monologue, which, for unknown reasons, is not set to music: her client was a scummy rapist and murderer, who sexually gratified himself in his cell. That's "probably how he died." And she "was a little scared of him, frankly." And if, at the urging of a "contingent-fee attorney," this sister feels she needs to come after her, well, Gretchen was hired to defend him -- she was "never equipped to psychologically heal him." And if this sister loved her dead brother so much, how come she never appeared in trial? During Gretchen's strident speech, both Armin and Giancarlo get great reaction shots. So much for not volunteering any information. D.B. Woodside -- totally recovered from the surprise of being called a "contingency-fee lawyer" -- asks Gretchen a series of questions that pretty much guarantee she's screwed. Did she believe her client had a sexual disorder, that led to his death? Did she help get him treatment for this disorder? Did she tell anyone? Like, the guards at the jail, so he could be watched? No? Gong. Gretchen and her nipples are screwed.

Halls of Bustice. Sarah casually talks on her cell phone in the back of the courtroom. The hell? That's what the hallways are for, you boob. She tells Gretchen, on the other end, that there's no need to wish Sarah luck since this is Randuh's moment. Of course, Randuh and Miss Holt walks in just as she says that and they exchange nasty looks. Miss Holt reams out Sarah for talking on her cell phone. Good.

Gretchen's office. Jeannie paces back and forth as Gretchen tells her that she's starting to become suspicious that Michael is gay, since he's going out of town tomorrow. Yes, a hallmark of homosexuality is frequent travel. Jeannie paces and paces, then finally busts out that her stupid boss-type man was trying to emotionally manipulate her and position himself as her "savior" so she'd "have no choice but to become soulmates with his penis." Wow, what winning dialogue. She goes on to say that no one takes her seriously at the firm. Well, sometimes that takes time. And sometimes it never happens. Gretchen says they do take her seriously, and did she ever consider wearing less makeup? She says it as though wearing too much makeup is akin to having oozing open sores. And, what a way to kick a friend when she's feeling down. Could your timing be better? Jeannie is stunned: "You think I wear too much makeup?" Hence the question. Gretchen lamely says that "sometimes too much makeup hides a woman's sophistication." Now that has to be a line Michelle said to David E. Kelley at some point. Jeannie wants to know if Gretchen and Sarah have talked about this privately. Naturally. Gretchen uses the term "makeup issues." This is the most offensive crap I think I've ever heard from David E. Kelley, lately. How unnecessarily cruel. Giancarlo comes in and shoos away Jeannie, who says in her best 90210-ese, "Whatever."