Lischak's back! Frink: "Woo hoo!" I read that Elaine Hendrix had appendicitis, which is why we haven't seen her for a while. Glad she's better. She's all blonde now, instead of the two-tone hair. She looks less harsh. She smacks her pointer on her desk and starts lecturing the class: "Strong force is stronger than electromagnetic force, which is a thousand times stronger than weak force. Though weak force is only marginally weaker than strong force when you consider it's billions of times stronger than gravitational force, which is the weakest force." Grace, Joan, and Adam seem bored senseless. Lischak asks, "Do I really need to repeat this?" And then, without waiting for an answer, she proceeds to do so. Joan glances at Adam, who's slumped over his desk with his head in his arms, and then drifts into another daydream.
This time, we start at the point where Adam's telling her he's sold twelve paintings already. She says, "That's really great," as the camera pulls out and we see that she's the waiter, instead of Stevie. She holds up a tray of chicken wings, which he declines. As she walks past him, he asks, "Don't I know you?" Attempting to be casual, she says, "Oh, we had a class in high school." Adam: "Janet, right?" She says, "Joan, but you used to call me Jane." He asks, "Why'd I do that?" Hee! I get that question from y'all in email a lot. Joan doesn't have a chance to explain before Stevie prances over in the red sheath Joan was wearing in the previous daydream, saying, "Sorry, darling, I was off somewhere being shallow." And we can see the huge painting behind her is now of Stevie, of course, not Joan. Adam introduces her: "My wife, Stevie Marx." She corrects him: "Stevie Marx-Rove, you silly!" Adam suddenly says to Joan, "Oh, I remember you! We dated in high school." Joan smiles and nods: "Right." Adam: "Yeah, I was all into you. How'd it go wrong?" Joan tries to maintain a pleasant expression as she says, "I don't know." Adam: "Wait I remember. You kissed Roger." Stevie: "You kissed Roger? Roger the janitor?" She gestures, and Joan looks behind her at Roger, in a grey jumpsuit, mopping near the door. Geez. Class issues, much, Joan? Joan turns back to Adam and Stevie and says weakly, "He's trying to be a poet." Adam wants to know why she kissed him. Joan says she doesn't know. Adam keeps asking her: "Why would you kiss Roger? Why did you kiss him?" Joan keeps saying she doesn't know, until suddenly the daydream ends and she's shouting in Lischak's class: "I don't know! I don't know!"