Telson's hotel room. Brian stands in the middle of the room, while Marvin tells him, "Go on. Take it off. Everything." And Brian without his can of "Raid." Telson settles himself into a chair with a class of wine. Ew. Brian sighs, like he could care less. "You want a show? Sure, why not." He takes off his shirt, and is unbuttoning his jeans (no, he's not wearing any underwear) when Telson stops him. He wants to unbutton Brian's jeans himself! Ick. Telson tells Brian that he has a beautiful body. Brian rolls his eyes and replies, "I know." Bored, bored, bored. What's a stud to do? Telson pulls Brian's pants down, and woo hoo! We get to see Brian's butt. So, the two-butt shots per episode rule is still in force, and aren't we the better for it? Telson's leaning in when the phone rings. Brian asks Telson if he's going to answer it. The older man crawls across the floor to get the phone, and it's his wife. Apparently, something happened to his daughter, but Telson tells his wife that he can't leave: "I'm in a meeting. There's too much going on." Brian, listening, lounges naked across one of the chairs, and swigs from the bottle of wine. He looks at himself in a mirror on the wall -- because the point wasn't made with the mirror in his apartment -- and his expression reads either "I look damn good" or "What the hell am I doing with this asshole?" Could be both. Telson tells his wife that she's going to have to take care of it, and he'll be home tomorrow. When he hangs up, Brian asks what's going on, and Telson tells him that his daughter broke her arm playing basketball. Brian says that she's hurt, and she probably wants him to come home. Telson says that she'll be all right: "She'll understand." Brian: "That you're down on your knees sucking cock?" Okay, she'll probably understand it when she gets a little older. Telson says that he can't do anything, anyway. Brian says that he can. Brian picks up the phone, calls the front desk, and tells them to prepare Telson's bill, and call him a taxi to take him to the airport. Telson's not sure if he's kidding. Brian's not kidding. "Your visit to Queer World is over, Marvin. You better go back to your wife, your kids, and your thirty-million-dollar-a-year business. You'd be a fool to throw that away." Telson says that Brian isn't as smart as he thought: "What are you going to tell Ryder when you don't get the account?" Oh, I guess Brian wasn't threatening him. If I were Brian, I would have threatened him, not to mention pointed and laughed some. Brian, picking up his clothes and walking out of the room naked, "I'll tell him we couldn't provide the services you required." Gale Harold needs to spend less time demanding butt shots and more time demanding better lines. Seriously.