Later, in bed, Marin names some random dudes as potential prospects for Kiki. Graham tries to change the subject with schmooping, but we don't see if it works...
...because we cut immediately to Marin on the plane to Alaska, realizing that she's brought Graham's computer with her instead of her own. She makes self-deprecating small talk with the old lady across the row as she boots it up to find "grahams_slideshow," which starts with a cute enough shot of Marin and her intended, which she shows off to her seatmate. The first two shots are innocent, but stupid Graham slotted in a shot of Kiki at #3. Worst cheater ever. Marin's face falls. The old lady looks on with pleasant expectancy, like she's waiting for Marin to identify her sister...until the next photo comes up: Kiki kissing on Graham while he holds out the camera to shoot them both. The old lady's like, "Ooh," and then stops a passing flight attendant to order Marin a stiff drink. This is just like when that Rules lady got divorced! That was awesome.
Marin flies in a prop plane, clutching Graham's computer in her lap and looking supremely annoyed at the turbulence. They land, and Marin looks sad.
Later, Marin is sitting on her luggage on the dock, fiddling with her cell phone, when a tremendously ebullient Patrick Bachelor (Derek Richardson) appears to pick her up. He introduces himself and tells her not to hold his name against him: "I got both your books. Gettin' my learner's permit to love. Marin Frist!" Dude, she's written two books. It's not like she's Dr. Laura. Or a competent self-help writer who's very prolific. Not that anyone's leaping to mind. Let's move on. "Patrick," says Marin, like she's barely holding it together, "do you have a cigarette?" Patrick, thinking she's testing him, proudly says he doesn't: "Chapter 3, first book. 'Who's going to love your body if you don't?'" Marin's like, "No, but I'm full of shit. Where's a Sev?"
In his car, Patrick tells Marin about his many lines of work: "Radio personality, innkeeper...lover of women." Your mom doesn't count, Patrick. Marin squints out the window in barely concealed horror at the cultural wasteland she's found herself in.