We're outside at ChristmasTown Village, Isabel keeping order as she, Jesse, and Glorified Extra audition would-be ChristmasTown Village Santas. They stand in Santa chorus formation and yell an I-hope-I-get-it-God-I-hope-I-get-it round of hopeful "Ho Ho Hos!" Isabel is unimpressed, and none of them gets the part. Which calls into question why any of them would just own Santa outfits if there were a possibility that they wouldn't get the part. Isabel explains to Glorified Extra that said Santas won't do, noting, "Santa's village is an institution. My institution. And the children of Roswell deserve a great Santa. Not a good Santa. A great Santa." Just then, Liz and Maria pop up behind Isabel and wave a buoyant hello. Isabel notes that they are "seven minutes late," and then hands them two felt-y holiday outfits and yells all cheerfully, "Snowflake and Candy Cane!" They're elves. Those are their costumes. That makes them mad. What would have been a better gig? I mean, besides Special Unit 2, of course. Isabel tells them to quit their yappin', snarking, "There are no small assignments. Only small volunteers." Pause. Pause. Pause. You ready for what's next? You ready? Here it comes: "You two are the smallest I could find for those elf costumes." She turns on her heels and leaves. Liz and Maria do "incredulous," while Jesse stands behind them doing, well, "incredulous and without a pre-nup." Why would anyone marry her?

Max sits on the hastily-built "psychologist's office waiting room" set, while the session goes on behind him featuring the psychologist, Mr. and Mrs. Rising, and little Samuel himself. The psychologist tells Mother Rising that they have to "figure out what it means" that Samuel spoke, attempting to temper her response that "it means he's finally starting to communicate with the world" with a dose of reality. Mr. Rising busts in all mad and snipes, "We've had moments like this before. Emergency meetings, breakthroughs, changes." Mother Rising bites back, "Don't try and take this away from me!" Wow. This is awkward. Kids tear all the good marriages apart, don't they? Max, meanwhile, sits outside and looks aimlessly forlorn. Mother Rising conjures his name, hopefully letting the others know, "Max. Is outside. In the waiting room. He was the young man Samuel spoke to at the diner." Mr. Mad freaks out, but the psychologist thinks that's a good idea. Max is called in for his close-up. He enters the room, and the psychologist introduces herself. Samuel's father is also introduced. He's mad at kids for messing up his life-in-a-nice-house-with-bay-windows existence, so he just kind of grunts a hello. The psychologist asks Max to tell her and them and us what happened, even though most of us were actually there to see it the first time, thanks. Well, no matter: "I was sitting with some friends having breakfast, and I noticed him looking at me. Kind of staring." Samuel rises (much as the title promised he would) and walks over to Max, silencing him when he hands him a drawing on construction paper of...a spaceship! Or, maybe, a dreidl.