Anyway, Maria agrees to sit in more often. But she agrees just for a moment, as just now Blonde With Pen from the non-bar bursts in the front door of the Crashdown, marches up to Maria, and announces, "I am loving you." Porno thanks her kindly, but the woman's eyes are focused entirely on Maria. She continues her prepared speech: "Dominique Lazar, Medusa Records. I was at your show. You were really good. P.S., I never say that." Porno tries with the chit-chat, but the hard-boiled New York record exec from the fake indie label (who, at least at this point in the recap, is who I'm guessing she is) only wants Maria: "Maria. Maria what?" Maria offers her last name, which Bizarro Michelle Gellar considers for a second and announces, "I can work with that." Maria puts the women in check, offering a deadpan, "Earth to the lady with the really great boots, by the way." Earth! Maria, you don't want to give away the identities of your alien friends to this latest in the endless parade of alien hunters and interstellar spies, do you? But no matter. Maria is on permanent vacation on Planet All About My Alien-Free Plot Line, informing so-called Dominique, "I don't know who you think I am, but I guarantee you've got the wrong gal." Dominique explains, "I am an A&R executive. I have been scouting the Southwest for talent. Sweetheart, anyone with a voice like that who can work an outfit like this is definitely not the wrong girl." Because I totally need to explain to all of you that this is exactly how people become famous. Dominique strides away. Maria follows. Porno looks dejected. Dominique is most strident. Shut up, Tommy Not-tola.
Crashdown kitchen. Liz enters to find Slackjaw doing ambiguous kitchen duties and judging her, judging, judging, judging.