Now that Octavian's alone at the table, Octavia comes out of hiding to ask her brother nervously whether Julii Cooper had Glabius killed. Octavian says that he can't prove a negative, but he's as sure as he can be that Julii Cooper is innocent. Of this, at least. Octavia makes him swear on Jupiter's stone: "If she did kill him, by the Furies, I'd open her throat with my teeth." She leaves Octavian sitting there with his three and a half testicles, wondering if it's too late to change his answer.
Vorenus's youngest daughter approaches a shrine to some god. She places a small bunch of grapes on the altar and takes an equally small bunch off, and then runs through the streets for about five minutes. That's some good recappin' right there. She finally arrives at a little courtyard, where her parents appear to be preparing for some big party. She presents the grapes to her mother, who's putting together a little shrine of her own. I can tell because there's a little clay head on the table in front of Niobe. Vorenus, meanwhile, is giving money to some woman and complaining that he could buy ten feasts in Narbo for what he's paying her. The woman comments that "Narbo isn't full of corpses and soldiers and decent people too scared to come out of their houses." Vorenus says that it's an auspicious day, and that he's not about to start a business without a feast. The woman remembers the last time soldiers were in the city, under Sulla: "Blood? You could paint houses with it." And here I have a confession to make. You know how the Temple of Jupiter has those columns that are red on the bottom and white on top? When I first saw that building in the magazine ads before the show premiered, I thought it was the aftermath of some blood flood. Silly me. But there are eight episodes left, so here's hoping. Vorenus complains about the price some more, and the woman relates a cautionary tale about a woman who was so cheap she served whelks at her womb funeral and was laughed at in the street. Womb funeral? Are we sure it was the whelks they were laughing at? Vorenus has already tuned out, as he and Niobe and their youngest are partaking of the stolen grapes. Vorenus kneels before the idol and says, "Divine Janus, I offer this feast to you. I humbly beg that you will be gracious and merciful to me and my house." Niobe looks skyward with a silent prayer of her own, which no doubt has something to do with the baby their oldest daughter is currently cradling at a nearby table. Vorenus continues, "And you will smile upon this new business venture I begin today." I guess with Janus, there's always a fifty-fifty chance of that. Vorenus still has his head bowed when they're interrupted by a little person in a dark, off-the-shoulder toga like Cato's, only smaller. The dwarf announces that Vorenus is wanted by Mark Antony. "Now?" Vorenus asks. "Of course not. Next year," the dwarf says sarcastically. Wow, even two thousand years ago dwarfs were wise-asses.