Monica stares pensively into space, or maybe into the Katrina b-roll that seems to be playing behind her eyes. Camille comes to share a little break time at one of Burger Bonanza's tables, and to let Monica vent and express her conviction that she knows she's supposed to "be somebody." Camille tells her to take her time recovering from her losses in the storm, and Monica wonders if God's punishing her for wanting to get out of the city. Camille says that's pretty normal. Alas, "normal" is pretty much the last word Monica wants to hear about herself right now. Oh, don't worry, Monica -- this show will fix that good.
West and Claire are sitting outside somewhere as he gently mocks her for her choice of destination. "What can I say? I'm a cheap date," she says. And the camera pulls back to reveal that they are in fact perched on the middle O in the giant HOLLYWOOD sign. Nice. Someday this show is going to be able to resist an iconic image, and then we'll know it's over. Claire reminisces about the tower in Odessa she used to test her powers. She says her whole life there went away, and now she doesn't think she could ever open up to anyone again. West would like her to try, preferably with him. "I want to trust you," she says. So he tells her to jump. Ah. How will that help, exactly? "Trust begins with a leap," he says. "Cheesy but true." He's half right. Claire isn't up for it, at least not on a date: "No, it'll be gross. My arms pop out of their sockets and sometimes my feet come out facing each other, it's -- it's not cute." Yet somehow West talks her into it. She clambers to her feet, takes a deep breath, and pulls a Peg Entwistle. But before she belly-flops onto the hillside far below, West swoops in and catches her. Claire doesn't get it. "I know you can heal, Claire," he tells her, "but I never want to see you hurt." Dude, West has game. And then they make out in midair, hovering just in front of a spot between the two Os in WOOD. Don't tell me that shot wasn't framed that way on purpose. And the fact that they are literally between two big Os makes me wonder what else happened on that beach last week.