Victory tells Wendy not to give her the "you're a whore" look because some of us aren't lucky enough to be married to Shane the Love Machine. I'll say. Wendy smells the oil and asks Nico if her husband would like it. Victory asks what Nico's husband is into, and she just says, "Books. Writing them. Reading them. Discussing them." He sounds FASCINATING. Victory asks how long it's been since Nico's had sex with her husband, and she just says it's been a while. Wendy's phone rings and it's Julian Sands informing her that DreamWorks is going into production with Galileo tomorrow. Wendy thinks that's not possible. He bitches at her. She gets off the phone and rushes off to the office, telling Victory to buy Nico the massage oil because she needs it more than Victory does. Back in her company car, Nico spies Kirby's phone number on her thigh. She dials it and reminds Kirby when he answers just who she is.

Minutes later, she's inside his place and he's showing her around the two rooms while she pretends that she's not there to have sex with him. He shoves her up against a doorframe and asks her with a smirk if she'd like some wine, but she backs off, saying she has to get back to work. Kirby, of course, is having none of it, and he's telling her she looks fab and he's getting too close and he's breathing sexily all over her and finally she gulps that she'd like some wine, yes, as a matter of fact. He goes off to get it as she watches his ass leave the room.

On the other side of town, Shane's meeting with some people regarding his restaurant. Before they can go look at the property, however, the people snidely ask when Wendy's going to be there. Shane's all, why would she be here? I'm not opening a movie. They're all, yeah, but see, she's the primary investor and she does have that killer Rolodex. Shane's gets all prideful and states that the restaurant is HIS and his ALONE and then they all truck off to see the space and I hit the fast forward on this storyline because I don't care HOW much you hate your wife's job or how damaged your ego is, if you're opening up a restaurant and your wife runs a FILM COMPANY, you TAKE the rolodex and RUN. Because OH MY GOD.