Over at some silky pajamas display, Marcy picks up a clingy little thing and says, "Oh, these are incredible. Feel how soft they are." And then she rubs them on Dave's face and he delivers what has got to be one of the sweetest smiles I think I've ever seen. I kid you not, this guy is adorable. And you can totally tell he's looking at Marcy when he's smiling. Well, you can tell because her hand is still in the frame rubbing the underwear all over his face, but still, HE'S SMILING RIGHT AT HER. Dave tells Marcy that she should buy them. "No," says Marcy. "Silk p.j.'s aren't something you buy for yourself. They're something that someone should give you." She smiles fetchingly at Dave and walks off into the store. Dave looks after her as some nice little folksy girl-song plays and, really, I can feel the grin cracking my skull wide open. Darren Star better get his ass in gear and get this storyline shaking before I start writing my own scripts with Dave and Marcy in flagrante delicto. Or at least kissing a lot.
Meanwhile, back on the set...Courtney and Hairless are shooting a backlit seduction scene on a stairway while Jonah watches, seemingly disgusted. In the scene, Laura tells Stone that she told Becky everything about them, including the nickname Stone has for her bellybutton. Oh, whatEVER. Jonah explodes with a heartfelt, "CUT!" and storms over. "Are you trying to make a fool of me? Is that it? Are you trying to make me look like an arse in front of my crew?" No, Jonah, I believe you're handling that quite well on your own. "Arse" my ass. His accent keeps fading in and out, so the "arse" sounds glaringly wrong. To paraphrase Robin Williams in Dead Again, "You're either British or you're not British. Just figure out which one you are, and then BE that." Enough said.
Jonah goes on to browbeat Courtney about her acting until Courtney cries and Jonah just blasts off and demands that they take it from the top. The next thing we see is Courtney stalking through the soundstage, but since Jonah just asked that the scene start from the top, I can't tell if Courtney's just left in the middle of shooting or if this is, like, hours later or something. Not that it matters. But maybe the powers that be behind Grosse Pointe are studying up on their Bunim-Murray techniques...
Marcy catches up with Courtney in mid-sulk and asks her if she's okay. "Jonah Mumford just reamed me again in front of the entire crew," weeps Courtney. "He basically said I sucked. And maybe he's right." Yes, he's right, Courtney. You suck. You're going to take criticism from a man who hasn't shaved in three years and wears a fucking pinkie ring? Come on! Buck up, little soldier! Marcy says basically the same thing. "You need to march up to Jonah," she says, "and you need to tell him that you will not tolerate being treated that way. And that...that he just needs to back off!" You go, girl! Way to stand on your own two feet! Oh, wait. As Courtney walks away, Marcy falls off steady ground, directly into self-image quicksand. "Oh, but, don't tell him it came from me," she whines. Pussy.