Out on the street, Jane is trying to get a signal. This requires her to step up onto a snowbank and stand beside a street sign, which of course means that a guy in a little snow plow has to come along and tell her to move. Jane New Yorkishly refuses to give up the one spot in Elmo that isn't a cell-phone blackout zone, so the plow guy honks. She snaps, he tries to introduce himself, she rebuffs him, and he's like, "Your call," spraying her with extremely fake snow. I assume this was supposed to be the meet-cute between Jane and Plow Guy, but the Plow Guy of later episodes is played by a different guy. Which is good, because this one was kind of weaselly.
Oh JESUS. Marin brings Annie to the Inn and introduces her to Patrick. Okay, he's kind of a feeb, but even he doesn't deserve that. Patrick tells Marin that something arrived for her, which is upstairs in her room, so she leaves to let her matchmaking take its course, and Patrick and Annie soon realize that they know each other from the message boards on Marin's site. Awwwwwweeerggh.
Entering her room, Marin discovers that she's down another shoe (one of the green pumps this time), and that a raccoon is making sweet love to (or possibly befouling) her tulleriffic wedding gown. But now Marin is in sassy mode; she's not calling Jack, she's going to take on the wildlife her own self. They fight over the dress, the raccoon dragging the better of it outside. Marin follows, and finds the yellowed remains of her gown abandoned at the foot of the driveway, a note pinned to it: "Sory about everything -- Alice K. Amount due $9570.00." Leaving aside the question of how in the hell Alice K knew where to find Marin: classy move, Alice K. I'll bet Vera Wang wouldn't do that shit.
Inside, after the commercials, Marin has put on her mangled dress, the better to feel sorry for herself as she gazes in the mirror at the spectacle she makes. "Yeah, that's pretty much what it looks like" comes Sara's voice from behind her. Marin asks what she means, and Sara replies, "Marriage." Marin kind of chuckles, and then confides to Sara that, her whole life, she's thought of herself as "this other girl": "It's a total lie. I've never actually been alone, since I was sixteen. I always had a guy." Sara says that she's divorced, with a kid, whose dad moved to "the lower 48." Marin nods. "Go ahead," says Sara pleasantly. "Judge me." Marin says she's not going to judge Sara. "I judge me," says Sara, adding that she really wants to leave "the hospitality business," but that it's hard to find a guy who likes her for her. Marin says that she also had trouble finding guys who'd date her if they knew she was a relationship coach, so she'd lie that she was a computer technician. Which is funny, because if she knew even enough about computers to put a sticker on her own so she could identify it, she might still be getting married.