Carrie returns to her apartment with her column "tragically overdue." Slacker. It's hot in therre. She starts taking off all her clothes. She is getting so hot, she's gonna take her clothes off! She rushes to her answering machine (way to slack by not checking it remotely), and pushes the button. Beep! It's Big. They just bottled a new cabernet today, and it made him think of her. Carrie turns down her radiator and half-smiles, like, good, that's nice, don't really care. Two days later, Big calls back: "Playing hard to get, huh? Hey, I wanna talk to you. Call me." Beep! It's Big, for the third time. Did he do something to piss her off? Carrie tilts her head in surprise. She has the upper hand with Big? She...doesn't care that Big wants to talk to her? And...she doesn't really want to talk to Big?

There was a lot of debate on the forums about this. Was Carrie being rude? Aren't she and Big supposed to be friends? Well, when you have a relationship that volatile, sometimes you can't really be friends. I don't believe that men and women can be friends at all; meaning, you have to admit that there's some attraction there between the two. Just admit it; that's what friends are. There's an attraction. So now that Carrie is all enamored with Alek, and Big calls right when she spends four lazy days in a row with her new man, it makes perfect sense that she delete Big. She doesn't need him at the moment. She's happy. She's grown, she's moved on. It's a big moment. See what I did there? He isn't Bog anymore. He isn't even Big. He was. But not now.