Wynn still doesn't get what this has to do with their little confab here -- until Raylan IDs Hunter for him, adding that he may be the only person alive who knows Drew Thompson. For all his practiced cool, Wynn can't help his eyes from widening at that one -- he literally almost pulls a 30 Rock-esque "HEY now" -- and sensing their newfound camaraderie, Raylan sits next to Wynn and informs him that Hunter is being transferred for putting a shiv into Arlo, and since the Dixie Mafia has a history with both Arlo and Drew, he thought the DM might have an interest in Hunter as well. Wynn's brain catches up with his ears as he asks if Arlo is really dead, and Raylan figures from his reaction that he didn't order the hit. Wynn tells Raylan he's sorry for his loss, but avers that he had nothing to do with it, getting this honest reaction: "Thank you, Wynn. Whatever your other failings, I believe that's true." Not only did he keep any sarcasm out of his voice, he addressed Wynn by his given name without throwing in his surname. Speaking of hatchets, this one seems temporarily buried -- Raylan even patted him on the leg! Raylan then stands and figures it makes sense the DM wouldn't kill Arlo -- after all, if they did, they'd lose a chance to find Thompson. Raylan then gets Hunter to his feet, but Wynn and his security guy stand as well, and Wynn smiles that maybe he could help Raylan right now. "Could be fun? Noodlin' on ideas about what to do with Mr. Hunter?" Wynn, God love him, then looks at Hunter like a dog might regard an unstripped bone and whatever he may think of Raylan, the desperate look Hunter gives him suggests he'd rather take his chances with him than see what kind of creative ideas Wynn might come up with. I guess Hunter's not nearly as dumb as he looks.
Hey, look who's house-shopping in Clover Hill -- Boyd and Ava, who are told by a female realtor that the place has only been on the market a week and it's going to go quickly. Ava admires how "storybook" the gracious home is and when the realtor takes a call, Ava and Boyd cutely drop their mouths open at each other at how awesome the place would be for them. Ava then gets a revelatory look on her face and starts walking around calling the layout -- because, as it happens, her mother used to clean the house. Boyd didn't know that Ava's mother worked up the hill in that capacity and Ava tells him that her employers "smiled at her real nice, but locked up their jewelry whenever she came over." Well, I've heard of enough white-collar crime to think that practice was just good sense, but I can see where that wouldn't make Ava feel any better about it. The realtor then returns and notes the place might be a bit big for them, which unsurprisingly causes a prickly tone in Ava's voice to emerge as she asks if they can see the outside. The realtor, however, doesn't pick up on it as, after she's taken them outside, she asks if she can't show them something further down the hill, as "there are some lovely starter homes down there." She goes on that the banks are getting stringent with applications and while she may well think they're trash, none of this necessarily has to be read as offensive given the mortgage crisis. Ava, however, saucily notes to Boyd that it doesn't sound like the woman thinks they have the means to buy the place, whereupon Boyd, over her denials, opens a briefcase full of cash -- and as we know, it was hilariously blackmailed out of Clover Hill itself -- and informs her that a bank's involvement won't so much be required. He then announces to Ava that perhaps real-estate agents are like new houses -- "you shouldn't fall in love with the first one." Not to be outdone, Ava sunnily shakes the woman's hand and thanks her -- "but we don't need your shit." Good line, but if the woman is attached to the house, they may have to deal with her regardless, given that when they're out front, Boyd tells Ava they should buy the place and he'll even put her mother's name "on a plaque and put it on the front door." Boyd then tells Ava she also just gave him an idea of how to find Thompson...













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