Claire's Cubemate is listening to a Muzak version of "You Light Up My Life," and Claire is, to my horror, humming along under her breath. After a couple of lines, she starts making up her own words. "…Could it be actually / wearing these clothes." She scratches under her skirt and picks up her stapler. "I've never been / This fucking uncomfortable…" She sings into the stapler like a microphone and climbs up on the desk, singing in full voice, "Never again to wear pantyhose" and pulling out her ponytail as the lights go down and the music comes up. Of course, everyone's a kick-ass performer in their daydreams, and Claire's no exception. She sings the hell out of this chorus, with dramatic choreography and everything: "'Cause youuu / Ride up my thighs / You're tight on my ass / You climb up my crotch / You ruin my day / And fill my soul…you fill my soul with haaaate." Damn, girlfriend's got a set of pipes on her. All the other drones are now gathered beneath her, waving lit cigarette lighters. "It can't be right / When they feel so tight…" And as she winds up for the big finish ("'Cause you and you and youuuu…"), Cubemate snaps her out of it by asking her if she needs to turn her music down. The music fades as we see Claire just sitting there, rocking gently and holding the stapler near her face in a sort of "I could be singing into this, or maybe I'm just casually holding it next to my head" position. "Yeah, maybe a little, thanks," Claire says, and staples the living fuck out of something. And somewhere, Paul Abdul claps like a seal.

George gets a little housewarming visit from Maggie just as he's getting the tea on. At least I think it's Maggie; she's wearing a white shirt instead of a blue one, but she's being played by the same actor and George seems to recognize her. A little later, she comes out of the bathroom asking where Ruth keeps her nail lotion. Oh, I don't know, maybe at HOME? George says he doesn't know. Maggie remarks that the only stuff in the bathroom is his. "Maybe she took it with her," George pretends to guess, even though he saw her leave empty-handed. "To go where?" Maggie asks. And, looking around at all the unpacked boxes, "When did you move in?" George: "Two days ago. Stop being so nosy." Maggie says he relies on Ruth to take care of him. "We're fine," George insists. "The only reason I'm alone is that Ruth's sister was involved in some sort of fatal accident. Apparently she's being blamed for it. And Ruth, caretaker that she is, is by her side. Apparently she's quite distraught."