Pete's already on the elevator when Don joins him, and after Don waves someone else away so he and Pete can speak freely, Pete assures Don that his friend is looking into it, and he's very discreet and it will all be okay. When he suggests that they can ride it out if need be, though, opining that the statute of limitations must have kicked in by now, Don reminds him that they're talking about desertion from the armed services here. Pete sniffs that he thought no one cared about these things, which is hilarious given, you know, Vietnam, and seethes that Don should know what to do, as he's been lying for years. "I don't have to live with your shit over my head." Not given that you're already waist-deep in it, no. They arrive at their floor, but before Don can get off, Pete grabs him by the arm and reminds him of the little irony that he signed NAA after Don, well, deserted him in California, and he's grown it from cocktails into four million dollars. Don, with equal passion: "Get rid of it." Well, that was easy to settle!

After Megan tells Don that a "Mr. Keller" is in his office, Don rushes in to meet the older gentleman, whom you might recognize from the season premiere as his accountant, and after they sit, Don tells him he wants to set up a trust for his kids. The accountant asks from what age, but Don tells him it should start immediately and that Betty should also have access to it. The guy looks at Don like he just suggested they split a basket of puppies for dinner before asking what's going on, but Don declines to burden him with dangerous information and instead is able to convince him he's fine. Keller finally smiles: "Now please tell me you're shtupping that girl out there." Don doesn't actually reply "Hmm," but there will be time enough for that.

Joan's in the waiting room with a sad mother-daughter pair, and she tries to keep her eyes on her magazine as the teenaged girl heads in for her procedure, declining her mother's offer to accompany her. When it's just the two of them, though, the distraught mother can't help crying, her posture hind of heartbreakingly collapsing under the weight of despair, and Joan, never made of stone, asks if she's okay. The woman, who's young enough herself, says she'll be okay, but then confesses that her daughter is only seventeen, and wonders what she can say to her. "I had her when I was fifteen, and I don't regret it, but...she seems so much younger." Joan offers that her daughter is beautiful, and the woman thanks her before explaining that she has no one to talk to. Joan says she understands, and Roger notwithstanding she certainly does, but the woman goes on to misunderstand by asking how old Joan's daughter is. Joan pauses and chooses to lie, saying that she's fifteen, and it's not like I wouldn't do the same to get out of an awkward social situation with a stranger, but from the look on her face it certainly seems like she's seeing her own situation a little differently...