Laura tells Jeffrey that she had something to say, so she said it. Now she's done. He's so pissed. If someone's better than Laura, they must be cheating! That's what he thinks, amidst a lot of fucking bleeps.
The next day, still lying in bed, Laura says that Jeffrey's reaction was what she expected. "What the hell, bitch? I made this stuff myself. Shut up." Seriously, I know Americans hate a tattletale, but we also love a good mimic. That was a really good Jeffrey. She hopes there won't be too much tension in the workroom.
Jeffrey explains that he made his business sewing one-of-a-kind pieces for celebrities. When is the dude gonna can the fucking celebrity talk? Anyway, he can't sew perfectly at a quick pace, but he's "more than perfect" if he has time. Well, that explains that. Case closed. Tim enters and takes Jeffrey aside. He starts by telling Jeffrey that he's innocent until proven guilty. Case opened. Questions have been raised about Jeffrey work. Tim gives Jeffrey an opportunity to declare that he had help, and Jeffrey answers no. He sent some garments for pleating, but that's all. He interviews that he made the collection, but is scared that he's not going to be showing at Bryant Park. Why? How could you POSSIBLY be falsely convicted of having someone else sew your shit? If you didn't do it, you didn't do it! Joe McCarthy is not going to be the detective here.