Mary Kay's not amused. She goes on blathering about layering, palettes and colours. Um, I'm not feeling the chemistry here. It's all just about the techniques and aesthetics, with a little bit of history. Where's the study of the chemistry of cosmetics? The camera drifts down to Friedman, who turns to Joan and Glynis, asking, "How do I look?" Frink and I practically fall off the couch laughing: his hair's totally moussed up in what I can only describe as a cross between a Jew 'fro and a pompadour. Joan contemplates this and replies, "Like Erykah Badu. What…" He shoots her a goofy grin and she asks, "Friedman, what are you even doing here?" Friedman: "I'm here to converse with chicks about Prada." Good luck with that. Glynis blurts, "I don't want to look too brazen. You'd tell me if I was crossing over in Aguileraland?" That's amusing, since Mageina Tovah is in the video for "Beautiful," in case you were wondering where you'd seen her before. Friedman says, "Whoa! Caliente." Glynis smiles, pleased. Joan's not smiling: "Are you hitting on my brother's girlfriend?" Friedman: "No. I'm just notating scientific data." Joan: "While hitting on my brother's girlfriend." Friedman: "A little bit." They exchange testy looks, and Friedman says, "It's high school." He turns his attention to the girl on his other side. ["I am starting to really enjoy The Friedman. Don't get up; I'll fire myself." -- Sars]
Will and Chewy have followed the girl home and are watching her and Leather Coat talking to some other much older guy. Chewy: "Maybe that was her grandfather." Will's not convinced; he cocks his gun and says he's going in. Chewy wants to call for backup; Will doesn't want to wait. Chewy points out, "We don't know what else is inside." Well, what better way to find out than to bust in with a gun? That usually clarifies things. He calls for backup. Will watches the girl and the two men enter a house. Will tells Chewy, "I have a daughter that age -- sorry." He bolts for the house as Chewy gives dispatch a few more salient details.
They ring the bell, and some guy opens the door with no visual inspection whatsoever. He just opens the door. Will introduces himself, and while the guy stands there dopily, some woman inside the house yells, "Polizia!" Then all hell breaks loose as Will and Chewy bust in, guns drawn. Dopey's down on the floor; there are scantily clad girls here and there; people are running and yelling, mostly in a language other than English. The cops try to get everyone rounded up and down on the floor. Chewy guards the living group as men and women start bolting out of bedrooms, half-dressed and yanking their clothes on. Men run out the back as Will comes down the hallway; someone yells for a lawyer. Will kicks in a door at the end of the hallway and finds the older guy and the girl from the drugstore, in the process of getting undressed. They just look stunned and trapped; Will says nothing. Except that on the closed captioning, it says, "Where's your warrant?" Presumably that's the older guy's line. And Will allegedly replies: "You're looking at it, pal." You can hear sirens approaching as Will and the girl just stare at each other.