Ali eventually gets to the heart of the matter: Jeremy treated her with less than 100% subservience earlier. She says she doesn't want to be rushed (or, implicitly, treated like less of a princess than she really is) while recording her breakout song. Elsewhere, Jeremy persists with his masturbation-like self-promotion as he talks about his many other projects. Though he covers his ass by adding that Ali is his main focus right now. What a dickweed. I mean, I never trust the simpering edits they give Ali or Dina-saur, but I'm pretty sure the story editors didn't have to work very hard to do a hatchet job on this guy.

Ali continues to voice her concerns about the track. Now that she's spent two whole days recording (not to mention performing Ashlee Simpson-style on an empty stage), she believes she has figured her artistic identity and cannot get behind this song. She grabs her bag and flees the scene as Sue promises to talk to Dina-saur. Jeremy walks back in. But where's Ali?

More sunbathing beauties, then Dina-saur and Cody greet a hotel executive in their suite. Dina-saur VOs that Cody is ridiculously bored. The exec invites them up to "wish happy birthday to an important guest." And who would that guest be? Why it's Hugh Hefner himself! But first we see Holly Madison, Hef's Number One Girlfriend, and one of the three Girls Next Door (another of E!'s impressively un-self-aware guilty pleasures).

Cody hides behind Dina-saur as two massive bags of saline otherwise known as Holly come flying at him. Dina-saur says, "We love your show... big fans." And wouldn't you know Dina-saur is the kind of mom to watch a show about Playboy bunnies with her kids? All Cody can stutter out in his interview is that Hef's girlfriends are very pretty. Cue Girlfriend #3, Kendra, who will serve as the conductor on Cody's train wreck of a life. She asks if they've seen the hot tub.

Before Cody has to worry about wearing a bathing suit in mixed company or doubling over trying to hide an unsightly boner, Hef enters the room. Hef is charmingly gregarious with little Cody, but the boy can't get a word out as he is surrounded by boobs. They take a picture while Cody VOs that, unlike Hef, he's a one-woman kind of guy. Look at that, he cracked a joke! How cute! Of course, his woman at present is a soccer ball, but we'll just hope it's a phase.