Cut to Ted, catatonic and wide-eyed on his floor.

Babylon. Brian tries to be a part of the sandwich by dancing in close to the sandwich, like a wrapper around it, but no one ever eats the wrapper. Besides which, it's making him look desperate. That's not good. Well, I'm enjoying it, but Brian's definitely not. And then, the coup de grâce. Brian pushes shiny-shirt twin and Muscle-bound Guy away from Justin, so that there is no sandwich, just him and Justin. If you can't be the thing they want, take away the thing they want, I guess. The other two men move away. Justin's thrilled. Because he's an idiot. Michael's not so thrilled, because he's not a complete idiot. Brian starts making out with Justin on the dance floor. But does he really want Justin, or is he trying to make those other guys feel bad? Interesting question. Justin doesn't care. Daphne's cheering in her little pink space-suit. Gotta love that teenage perspective. Emmett boogies away from Michael, leaving him alone on the balcony, watching Brian and Justin. The screens behind him cut to multiple, two, and then one full image of the two dancing cheek to cheek. Justin looks triumphant; Brian's giving Michael a knowing smile. Michael's smiling, too, but it looks like his typical Smile of Least Resistance. The last frame is a tight shot on Michael, with only Brian's grin behind him.

Next week: Ted's in a coma. Brian's the executor of Ted's living will and is none too pleased about it. Melanie tells Brian that she tried to talk Ted out of that particular plan, because she knew Brian would be difficult, as usual. Lindsay tells Brian that he'll make the right decision. Neither Brian nor the rest of the universe is too sure about that. Justin's mom asks him if he has a boyfriend. Justin freaks out because his mom knows he's gay, and then goes back to stalking Brian some more. Debbie tries to recruit Justin's mom into P-FLAG. Let's hope that dressing like Debbie isn't a requirement.

Oh, and here's the disclaimer, this time tagged onto the end of the credits where Showtime thinks no one will see it:

Queer as Folk is a celebration of the lives and passions of a group of gay friends. It is not meant to reflect all of gay society. Although one of the story lines involves an underage character, all principal performers are adults.

Wow. That just makes me feel better each and every time I see it. See y'all next week.