"Oh, my god. I'm turning into my Aunt Sophie," Soliloquy Judy frets. "Next thing you know, I'll grab his cheeks, offer him ribbon candy, and tell him he has a snazzy haircut." She looks suitably annoyed with herself.
Judy smiles faintly at Jamian, feeling the shame, and lowers her eyes. Lily senses it, and draws attention toward Zoe, telling her not to put so much on her plate if she's not going to eat it. Zoe blithely informs her it's not a problem -- she'll just put back whatever she can't finish. Which sends Grace into a righteous tizzy, reaching across Jessie's plate to get at her little sister's, and telling her take a little bit at a time. Zoe growls at Grace to stop telling her what to do. Grace says she isn't. Jessie pipes up that she is. Grace snarks that she should mind her own business. Jessie points out that it is her business, if Grace insists on screaming in her ear. Grace starts in again, but Lily snaps, "Okay! Enough!" She stands up and sweetly asks if anyone would like another bagel. Everyone pipes up, and Lily turns to Judy, who's lost in thought.
"What am I doing?" Soliloquy Judy asks herself. Yeah, I was wondering that, too, but for different reasons. She continues wallowing: "I mean, who am I kidding? I should just donate my eggs to science." Well, it would be of greater benefit to humanity than mixing them up with Sam Blue DNA.
Judy clues in to Lily waiting for a response, and plasters a smile on her face. "I'm okay," she lies. She catches Sam evaluating her, and forces the sickly smile to stay in place.
Cut to Jake at a sports bar, where he's clearly well known. He pats a guy at the bar on the shoulder and makes his way over to an empty stool in front of the pneumatic blonde bartender. Coyote Ugly has to be, like, her favorite movie ever. "Well, hey! Look what the cat dragged in!" she smiles. "Well, look at you," he growls back. She says she hasn't seen him in a while and asks where he's been. "Oh, let's see...I had a baby," he chuckles. Pneumatic nearly pops a chamber. She congratulates him and leans across the bar for a kiss. She then asks who the "lucky girl" is, without a trace of irony, and asks if they're married. "No, we're...just...parents. Together," Jake says. For lack of anything else to say, she says that it sounds "sophisticated." "Well, that's me -- sophisticated," Jake says, which causes the bartender to burst out laughing. She leans in conspiratorially and says that she's missed him. She asks if he remembers New Year's Eve. He pants that he does. "Good, because I don't!" she teases. They banter over the bar a little longer before she purrs that she's getting off in a little while and...well, she'd like to get off in a little while. Although she disguises it as a need for a ride. The schlub at the end of the bar whines that he needs some service, already. She tells him to hang on: "Can't you see I'm flirting over here?" Schlubby makes a pouty face and whines, "Flirt over here!" In your dreams, pal. Oh, and beer commercials.