Don arrives home, and Carla tells him that Betty just went to pick up Sally from ballet. Don offers to drive her to the station, but she tells him she's fine walking. I'd complain that that might be dangerous, except given that she hesitates before answering so we can all get a good close-up of the three fingers of rye Don's pouring, she probably thinks she's picking the lesser of two evils here. I'm thinking this is foreshadowing Don (or someone) having a drunk-driving accident at some point. It's not like I wish ill on the characters but it would still be about frickin' time. Once Carla's gone, Bobby, Don's son, says he doesn't want any more of his dinner, so Don takes it over.
The tow truck has arrived. The somewhat gruff, blue-collar serviceman tells Betty he has an extra fan belt, and he could put it in for nine bucks. Betty goes to her wallet, but finding only three singles, gets a determined look on her face that I can only describe as a more prostitute-oriented version of "WWJD?" Betty says she only has three bucks and change, and declines the guy's offer to put it on account, as it's a new car and she doesn't want Don to find out. "He doesn't like the way I drive." The guy tells her that's not what caused the problem, but Betty's mentally committed here, and somewhat kittenishly tells the guy that it would just mean the world to her if he'd help her out. The guy cottons on quickly, and asks, "Are we bargaining here?" Appropriately enough, this feels like watching a car wreck. It's tough to watch and tough to look away. However, the scene doesn't end with illicit roadside sexual favors, but simply with the guy replacing the fan belt and bidding her goodnight. I guess if you need a burly gay mechanic in 1962 Westchester, now you know where to go.
Chez Draper. Sally rushes in and greets Polly warmly, causing Don to say grumpily, "I'm here too." True, but Polly doesn't smell like booze and cigarettes. I hope. Betty lies about why she was delayed, and then Sally shows Don and Betty some moves she learned in class...
...and later, Don is reading Meditations In An Emergency. His voice-over quotes, "Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern." He writes on the paper, "Made me think of you," and puts it in an envelope, but we don't see the addressee. The VO continues, "The country is grey and brown and white, and trees, snows, and skies of laughter always diminishing, less funny, not just darker, not just grey." Don walks Polly to the mailbox and drops the package in. "It may be the coldest day of the year. What does he think of that? I mean, what do I? And if I do, perhaps I am myself, again." Can it be anyone but Rachel? Hopefully we'll find out soon.