Brian's Ad Agency, Which they haven't named yet, so as far as I'm concerned, it's Brian's. Brian and the frowsy blonde from the first episode are walking down this winding staircase. She says that his boss, Ryder (cute) wants to see him. Brian says that he can wait: "all [Ryder] wants to do is tear me a new asshole." The blonde retorts that she always thought he could use another one. Yeah, by now, he probably could use one. No, you're right, I didn't really just say that. Anyway, Marvin Telson walks up to them, and Brian's pretty surprised -- he thought the agency was being blown off. Stay tuned. Telson, all silkily: "First impressions can be misleading. After you get to know somebody, you discover how much in common you really have." Whatever, Marvin. Brian asks Telson if he wants to go to his office and go over some ad ideas, Telson replies that sounds great, and he also wants to take Brian up on his offer to show him the town. Brian's all steaks and basketball, but Telson says, "No, I'm more in the mood for an evening that you might plan for yourself." Brian, who's pretty slow this ep: "And what sort of evening is that?" Telson says he wants to check out Babylon. Brian, with a shit-eating grin, "Why, Marvin. You old dog! Christ! Isn't anyone straight any more?" Hah!
Mike at the chiropractor's. Dr. Dave Cameron, way hunky, walks in and introduces himself. Mike can't stop staring at him. Dr. Dave's all business, and Mike's this close to getting giggly as Dr. Dave massages his back. Mike explains that he hurt himself at the store the night before, when he fell off the ladder. Dr. Dave tells him to lie down on his back, which Mike's a little hesitant to do, because that position might be a little...revealing. Mike, jovially, "This is my favorite position." Dr. Dave ignores Mike and cracks his neck.
The Liberty Diner as seen through the eyes of Mrs. Jennifer Taylor, walking through the door. Debbie calls out to her, "If you're looking for Saks Fifth Avenue, honey, you took a wrong turn." Debbie finally recognizes her as "Sunshine's Mom." And asks how Justin's doing. Jennifer tells her, like it's Debbie's fault, that Justin didn't come home last night, and wants to know if Debbie knows where he is. Debbie says that she hasn't seen him. Jennifer turns to leave, trying not to cry, and Debbie asks her to sit down and have a cup of coffee. Jennifer snaps that she gave up coffee. Debbie sighs, "Of course you did. How about some herbal tea, then?" Jennifer sits down, and Debbie goes through the packets of tea -- finding a random condom in the process-- until settling on a tea called "Get Happy," which has Jennifer written all over it. Mrs. Taylor bravely holds back her contempt. Debbie asks what Mr. Taylor thinks about all this. Jennifer says that he doesn't know. Debbie asks how he couldn't know. Seriously. Talk about "flames burning bright." Jennifer replies, "Same reason I didn't? He didn't want to?" Debbie tells her that there are far worse things for Justin to be than gay. Jennifer: "I just keep thinking it's my --" Debbie: "It's not." Jennifer: "If only I had --" Debbie: "You couldn't." Jennifer's annoyed -- obviously she's the first mother in the world who's ever been through this; how could Debbie possibly know what she was going to say? Debbie confirms that she asked herself the same questions, but "people are who they are." Debbie asks if Justin told her to fuck off, Jennifer says that wasn't even the worst of it: "He told the therapist that he likes dick." Debbie: "See, you already have something in common. I bet you were thinking you would never have anything to share again!" Well, there's an unpleasant image. Thanks, Debbie. Debbie, serious, tells Jennifer that more than anything, beyond all the tough talk, Justin's probably afraid that she'll stop loving him. Jennifer says that she could never do that. Debbie tells her to be sure that he knows that. Yeah, but she's going to have catch up to him, first. Good luck.