Don and Betty have arrived at the Rome Hilton, and Betty's wearing a pink suit, which, combined with the red stain on the neck of the dress and the earlier mention of Dallas, serves as a reminder of what end this season is careening toward. Betty notes that the air smells like "rubber, or diesel," and I'm not sure if that's got any significance other than so many European cars run on diesel fuel, and that's never more apparent than in August. Don goes to check something or other out, and when Betty takes out a cigarette, she finds it lit in approximately 0.00213 seconds by a passing bellboy, a bit of attention she'd do well to get used to. She looks around at the grand lobby...