Wendy has Mariska's manuscript open on her lap, in the back seat of a chauffeured car, while she talks on her cell to househusband Shane. "You put that book down, didn't you?" he sighs. "Of course!" Wendy lies. Then she hangs up, claiming that she has a meeting, as the car stops in front of Mariska's house in Flushing.
Victory is taking that walk after all, at an outdoor flea market. She recognizes a purple knit beanie cap and flips out. "It's mine!" she exclaims, but the street vendor tells her that the hat's been sold to the drag queen standing behind her. Victory explains to Mr. Queen that she designed the hat as part of her final project at FIT, and gave it to her teacher as a gift. "Do I look like I give a rat's ass?" says Mr. Queen, speaking for all of us. You might think that this guy, with his fabulous red scarf and elbow-length gloves, would be impressed when she whispers, "I'm Victory Ford." But he's so not. He strolls away with the hat. No victory for Victory! If you listen carefully, you can hear Nelson Muntz's high-pitched "Ha ha!" echoing in her head.
Back at the photo studio, Nico and Kirby are having sex, surrounded by photo-shoot props. It's the usual barrage of knees and elbows you expect from a network show, but then it gets extra-ridiculous as Kirby grabs a nearby nectarine, bites it, and squeezes the juice into Nico's mouth and rubs it on her chest. I don't really know what he's trying to do there, but watching it has put me off citrus fruits for a month.
Wendy is standing on Mariska's doorstep, trying to get some answers. Mariska is silent until "Freddy" drives up -- her literary agent, remember? Turns out he's less of an "agent" and more of a greasy, low-level mafia thug. Freddy orders Mariska inside, dropping double negatives all over the place to show how tough he is. "I don't work for you, neither," he sneers at Wendy. She draws herself up to her full Brooke Shields-y height and sneers back down at him: "That book's pathetic and ugly, and no one's ever going to publish it or make it into a movie." As Wendy gets back into her car (excuse me: her SUV), Freddy tells Wendy that they've already got a publisher. He calls after her, "You could pick up your copy at Barnes & Nobles." Of course he says "Barnes & Nobles." Of course he does.
Victory has decided to follow the drag queen home, and we watch her do so for blocks. Finally, Mr. Queen wheels around and threatens his pursuer with pepper spray, but -- alas -- does not follow through. He disappears inside his building, leaving Victory victory-less yet again.