Kathy is in Dallas! Why? Because she has a chicken commercial to do. She explains that the whole "Suck it, Jesus!" sort of cut into her fan base in the South, so she wants to get some people back so they'll buy her book. Here's a sign that Kathy's a professional: the first thing she asks as she gets to her trailer is "Do they have cue cards or a teleprompter or do they want me to just improvise?" I mean, it would be nice if "there's a script which you are expected to memorize" were one of the options, but still. Anyway, they'll be going with cue cards today. Ah. Inside the trailer, as Kathy has her hair done, she's running lines with Tom. Tom gives her some harmless advice. It doesn't go well.

On set!Kathy has to eat the chicken wings and read her lines. She would like to read her own lines, but is aware that sometimes you don't get paid if you do that. Jeff the director tells her to "play with it," and that means "Say whatever you want! Whee!" We see Jeff being entranced with Kathy's sincerity, and then appalled when she talks about making dick jokes or says that the celery on the plate is bullshit. Kathy's throat starts to close up from the sheer number of wings she's eaten. She can no longer feel her lips. Kathy has a final message for the South: "Buy my book, y'all!"

New York! Book cover photo shoot! Stylist! Sash! Steam inside the dress! Ouch! The message of the photo shoot is "Kathy Griffin." I think the photographer has been on Top Model.

Hearst Publishing! Kathy, Tom and Tiffany will be trying to find Oprah's friend Gayle. They've got letters for Oprah begging for Official Book Club Selection to become an official Book Club Selection, and they're just going to hand them out to everyone they see, figuring that they might get to Gayle, who will give them to Oprah. It's one of those dumb stunts staged for the show, and it's not really that interesting. Eventually, they go across the street and order a pizza to be delivered to Gayle, because Kathy figures she can deliver it herself and sneak her letter in with it. The front desk doesn't go for it, and Kathy has to come back out with her pizza. She's dejected, as far as I can tell from her body language. She's wrapped up pretty unrecognizably.