Ed walks out of the bar just in time to see his red Hummer being hauled away on a flatbed truck. If we learn nothing else from this scene (and we won't), let's learn that yelling that the driver of the towing vehicle is a moron will do nothing to return your Hummer to you. Ed's cell phone rings. It's Danny, wondering how things are going, and a discombobulated Ed rambling about the "crazy Hawaiians" with their "leis and whatnot" and how they have a tendency to get a little familiar, like, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, ED, and Danny drops a hint about the Hawaiians "driving" Ed crazy, and then quickly hangs up.
While Mike hangs off of Frank, who apparently is still winning big, Sam does her best to wheedle Jim and Janet No-Gamble into dropping some of their money. Keeping in mind Nessa's dumb story about finding the Warners' itch, Sam throws out suggestions like a private gaming room, a tour of Steve Wynn's art collection, a helicopter tour of the Grand Canyon, a shopping trip, none of which seems to get the Warners too jazzed up. "We're fine, Sam, thanks! We're good!" Undaunted, Sam offers "front-row for Celine, backstage with Tom Jones?" and the Warners decline, not because that sounds like the headlining act in Hell, but because Sam's done enough already. Sam actually sounds like she's offering sexual favours when she says she'll do anything they want her too. And with Janet making little "ask her, Jim" head-nodding motions, Jim says that there is one thing.