The next day dawns at the Elmo Inn; in her room, Marin is awakened by whistles, and then a man's voice calling, "Happy! Here, Happy!" She looks out the window in time to see her neighbour crouching down so that a very cheerful-looking dog can trot into his hands. Marin shakes her head, checks her watch, and exposits, "Great, I missed my flight."
Later, Marin's dressed, and holding her phone out in front of her, trying to find a non-dead spot in the room. She finds one right next to a door and sinks down, getting Jane's voicemail. Sighing, she leaves a message imploring Jane to call her. She starts to say something about Graham when she hears a cough on the other side of the door, peeks through the keyhole, and sees a woman's face. Marin totally overreacts, of course, staggering away from the door, which is presently opened by Sara (Suleka Mathew), who greets Marin with a casual "hi." Marin tries to recover as Sara advises her to keep her side of the bathroom locked. "My side?" Marin asks. Cut back to Sara, behind whom a somewhat pudgy guy is freeing himself of his jeans, telling her he only has half an hour before his shift. Sara smiles and pulls the door closed.
Downstairs, Marin tells Patrick she needs a spinning class. Marin...seriously? This town doesn't look like it has so much as a Payless; you really think it has a gym? Patrick has no idea what spinning is, and when she tells him, he starts babbling about how pointless it is. Marin calms down enough to apologize for the previous night, and to say that she missed her flight, but really needs to get out of Elmo. "Yeah, and you missed my radio show this morning," Patrick adds faux-casually. Marin looks genuinely distressed at her bad form, and apologizes for that as well. Patrick: "I had to interview my mom. Again." Marin says that Patrick really wouldn't have wanted her on the air today. Patrick tells Marin he thinks he's got something for her.
On the porch, Patrick introduces Marin to an aged bicycle, and hands her a can of bear spray. Marin regards it for a second, and then starts liberally spraying herself with it. Patrick gently tells her that she's to use it on the bear, if she runs into one. Wouldn't that...make her kind of sick? Or smell like a bear's predator's pee or something? I'm going to be honest; bear spray is not really my area of expertise.
Marin, in her green suede pumps from yesterday, rides through town -- WITHOUT A HELMET, for shame -- not really respecting pedestrians' right of way. She rides clean out of town, barely skidding to a stop on the gravelly edge of a cliff, where she stops for a moment to take in the gorgeous mountain view.