Betty's folding laundry as the washer is loudly acting up; she goes and pushes on it, and quickly gets A Look that tells us she's found an alternative to the belt. Hee. They should name this washing machine "The Rejuvenator" and see how that sells. Betty keeps her, um, position as she fantasizes about a, while clothed, passionate and rhythmic session with Adam Kaufman; then the machine clicks off. Tease! Betty goes back into the other room and sticks her face in front of the fan.

Closeup on Don pouring himself a glass of what's most likely rye; there's a knock, and Peggy comes in and tells Don that she doesn't mean to seem ungrateful, but she thinks she could serve the company and him better as a copywriter if she had her own desk. He points out that she already has a desk, but she counters that she's got radio spots now. Don: "You presented like a man, now act like one." That's quite the tack to take, given that she had to product-test on her girl parts. But she gets the point and asks for five bucks a week more; he's kind of flabbergasted at how little she makes, which he covers with wry humor, but then Bertram comes in and puts an end to the fun...