Duck goes back to talking without another word to Harry, in case we didn't already think he's a douche, and we see that Harry's smoking again these days. Nothing like a cigarette to calm yourself when your wife's pregnant. Duck finishes up by coming to Don, saying he'd love a preview of what he's going to present, but Don brusquely says he's not ready to offer one yet. Everyone hilariously swivels their heads back to Duck like they're at a tennis match, so maybe Pete's attire was more appropriate than he realizes. Duck suggests that they show American something from all three of the campaign approaches they have, to eliminate all possible objections. "Something for everybody." He goes on that this doesn't have to be the final pitch -- it just has to win the execs over. This is about all Don's willing to hear, so he calls the creative team into his office. Well, this probably won't be the most fun of meetings, but at least it got Peggy out of church.
Joan's typing away when Sally tells her she has "big ones." Hard to argue, given that a huge corner of my screen is being rendered purple by Joan's bosom at the moment. Sally goes on that her mom also has big ones, and she's going to have them too when she grows up. I'm beginning to really like her. Most kids aren't nearly so good for comic relief. Sally watches her dad lead his underlings into his office...
...and then Don is telling them that even if they're merely selling a point of view, they have to commit to one thing. "I don't like wiggle room. I like to see us blowing up bridges behind us." Given the recent tragedy, I hope that's not one of the campaign concepts. After some discussion of the artwork and ideas they have so far, it's clear Don's not satisfied, and he dismisses the team with this: "You got a lot of bricks, but I don't know what the building looks like." They all file out, Sal looking his usual combination of frustrated and slightly offended. Honey, you have got to start having sex with people to whom you're actually attracted.
Roger's in a hotel room, and he opens the door to find... Vicky. He invites her in, and when she's seated, he, with perhaps just a tinge of nervousness, tells her, "I hate to sound remedial, but I haven't done this since I was in the Navy." Vicky tells him that while the "menu" is the same, the prices may have changed since his day, and he agrees, noting that her invoice came across his desk. I'd like to see how the Accounting Department classified her services. He tries to kiss her, but she reiterates that the menu hasn't changed, so I suppose that's not on it. Roger, however, offers an exorbitant sum to get everything he wants, so the making out commences. He warns her that he's not in great health, but she replies, "Don't believe what they say. No one dies doing this." Well, I suppose she should know, but wouldn't you think there's something on a good hooker's menu that could kill a man with heart problems? I should note, though, that unlike with Don earlier, Roger's motivations are clear here. We already knew from earlier in the season that he's been missing Joan, and on top of that, his daughter's engagement is making him feel old, so he's likely doing this as a way of reclaiming his feelings of virility. Throwing all that money around probably helps in that endeavor as well.