In the parking lot, Dwayne is retrieving something from Jerri's car. Rather than open the door and remove his item, he is leaning through the open window -- sort of a reverse Luke-and-Bo-Duke entry into the General Lee. This awkward stance leaves him in prime hijinks-ensue position when Palaka strolls up behind him and tries to ask him what's going on in Butchie's room. To stress the importance of his query, Palaka also pokes his head through the open window -- imagine them Duke Boys trying to enter the car from the same window head-first, and you've pretty much got the visual. It's understandable, then, why Dwayne is not in the most giving of moods, information-wise. He grabs his MacBook Pro and heads on back to Butchie's room...

...where everyone is waiting to see the much-talked about video. "This will bring matters into focus," Dickstein says. Lord knows something needs to. And now prepare to watch the riveting, you'll-pay-for-the-whole-seat-but-you'll-only-need-the-edge sight of...Dwayne rebooting his computer. Seriously. There's building tension and then there's building tension and toppling it over like a five-year-old with a Tinker Toy structure, and I think we've moved into the latter. While we're waiting, Butchie starts gnawing at his fingernails; "When did you start that again?" snaps Cissy, knocking his hand out of his mouth. Geez...Don't bite your nails...let me show you how to masturbate properly...some people just are overly controlling. (The answer is, Butchie resumed biting his nails shortly after being cured of his dope habit, just in case you're interested.) All right -- we're rebooted! And now let's see the terrifying video that has everyone pissing in their pants in total and abject fear at the awesome horror contained within. It's John, sitting in front of that black curtain Cass found. "Shaun will soon be gone," he says brightly, before adding, "Shaun will soon be gone." That video was not nearly so upsetting as the build-up had led me to believe.

So...reactions. Put Butchie in the underwhelmed camp: "Look, not that we even know what the fuck he's talking about. Words mean something different for him." Dwayne's hot and bothered about how John managed to "infiltrate [his] domain." "Because he's got strange fucking powers, all right, Dwayne?" says Butchie, referencing John's magical money-producing pants pockets. "Nobody's said he hasn't got strange fucking powers and abilities." That makes John sounds like some sort of Marvel character -- Obfuscation Man, who uses metaphor and parable to cloud men's minds and does battle with his mortal enemy, Captain Obvious. Dickstein interrupts my riff to point out that the fact that John can do freaky-deaky things "should raise our index of suspicion somewhat." I love how seven days into John's arrival into their lives, people are only now saying to themselves, "There's something peculiar about this fellow who repeats everything I say and makes money appear out of thin air and who gets stabbed in the chest and yet doesn't die. I can't put my finger on it, but I'm wondering if I should maybe be concerned about his unconventional behavior."