Coop, of course, runs straight to Eddie to tell on Jackie. I can't believe that he still doesn't understand how Eddie and Jackie work, but he always does this: Jackie's too powerful over him, so he tries to build those creepy man-bridges over her head. Or maybe this... It's sort of grossing me out to think about it, but maybe this is connected to him telling Swoozie that he loved her more, like, as an end-run around Blythe's power over him. Maybe if Eddie, who clearly has an intimate if not romantic relationship with Jackie, can be on Coop's side, then she won't have power over him anymore, because they'll have a secret that Mommy doesn't know about. Yuck, right? But there's something there.
Well, Eddie doesn't know what to think. He knows she's got secrets, and he knows Coop finds this information tremendously important, and he's like, what, she just told you this? And then Coop, God love him, is like, "No, I was being a dick, so she was yelling at me, and so I started yelling at her about being on the phone, so then she told me." Which is exactly what happened, and props to Coop for not even trying to front about what he was pulling there. Awesome. Then, just so you remember who we're dealing with, Coop freaks out because his takeout has the wrong kind of noodles, or rather the right kind but he ordered the wrong thing, so he pitches the whole thing in the trash: "Fuck! Well, my day's ruined."
Jackie's now smoking in the restaurant, after only like five offers, and talking creepily to herself in half-sentences until Eleanor literally goes, "Whatever this is? Huffing and puffing and muttering and ashing? Is terrifying. Slow down, eat your gnocchi." Sometimes a line is good because you can feel the rhythm in it, like, this is a thing that somebody once said to somebody when they were acting this way. I love when you're in the car and it's been quiet for a while, and you notice the person's hands on the steering wheel are flopping around like that, because they're having an argument with somebody who's not there, and then you can make them feel silly about it, and it takes the pressure off them. Slow down, eat your gnocchi.
Jackie pinpoints that the problem for now is that though she is trying to be a good mother, she can't nail down what the hell Grace is so freaked out about. Eleanor asks if she needs a doctor, or a friend, and because Jackie knows well enough to know that whatever the answer to the question is, it's too close to her addiction to be looked at, she says friend, please. And the truth either way is that it's not Grace Eleanor is worried about.