Time for another picnic! Doc, Lily and Senator Crane dine alfresco near Doc's train car. "A toast to the fair-haired maiden of the West," says Crane. Why do they keep calling her that when she was married? Is it because it had a better ring than "fair-haired widow of the West"? There's a fourth gentleman with them, but he doesn't say anything, so his identity is a mystery. Lily's scar peeks out over the neckline of her green velvet dress. Considering the severity of the wound and Cullen's field surgery, it looks remarkably well-healed. It's hardly visible at all, really. I have a small scar on my wrist that looks worse, and it was stitched up by a fancy doctor in a sterile environment. Crane speculates that Lily must be eager to return to civilization. She admits she is, but has some unfinished business first. She smiles over at Doc who scoffs in return. The menfolk get down to discussing some business of their own, like why the payroll was late. "Why the money problems?" Crane asks. Doc laughs and makes up some crap about a "miscommunication" with the bank. Crane presses him about rumors he's heard that the banks weren't extending credit to the Union Pacific anymore. Doc pooh-poohs that idea, too.
Lily listens to all of this with interest, then jumps in with, "What about the route to the Rockies?" Doc, in the middle of taking a drink, glares at her over the rim of his glass. Lily bats her lashes and pretends to be but a simple-minded female. "Thomas has been trying to explain it to me -- I think I finally managed to grasp it -- that the route my husband mapped through the Rockies holds the key to Thomas choosing the right path..." This is apparently the first that Crane has heard of this. He turns to Doc for clarification. Thomas hems and haws and has to admit he doesn't have the maps. "No forty miles by May 16th," says Crane, "no government subsidies." He adds insult to injury by reminding Doc that Central Pacific has already made their quota. Doc boils. "Seems these Chinamen are quite the busy worker bees!" Crane says. Yes, it's how I make my recapping deadlines. Lily enjoys all this with barely concealed glee. That fourth dining guest is probably wondering if he can slink away from the table without anybody noticing.