Tom heads to the Village to wait outside Ivy's apartment, where he finds Sam, who says Ivy texted, that she's with Karen, and that the two of them should probably stop acting like Ivy's parents. Ooh, and now it's time for Tom and Sam to bond over how Sam is presumably not a Republican, even though his well-established affection for hockey will probably prove an even bigger deal breaker. Unless at some point in the last forty minutes Tom's gotten political enough that he reads OutSports and has gotten himself on the You Can Play email list. Hmm, doubtful.

Karen sees Ivy home, where Ivy collapses onto the bed, still in her costume, and mumbles, "Hey. We're not best friends, you know, okay?" Obviously. Karen sees Ivy's The Secret-inspired vision board of Marilyn, and realizes that the level of crazy she's brushing up against isn't like anything they have back in Iowa. Hey, maybe Karen should go out for the lead in State Fair. That seems more her speed.

Tom and Sam are at a diner, eating toast and comparing the last time they stayed up all night. Tom: Camping out for Rent tickets in 1996. Sam: When the Bruins won the Stanley Cup (so, last June). There is flirty banter about what a bruin is. (Answer: a bear. What Tom and Sam are: not bears.)

At Eileen's office, Michael Riedel recaps Eileen's cunning plan from earlier, and despite being shown how it's done, Ellis chooses this moment to stand up on his hind legs and declare that He Wants to Be a Producer! rather than answer phones. He smugs that he's gotten Rebecca Duvall's reps at CAA to call and if she agrees to play Marilyn, he wants to be a co-producer. As the phone rings, Eileen cuts him to shreds, proving in about three rings just how little he knows. Because Ellis is terrible!

Julia meets Not Adam Pascal outside the Westway Diner, where she admires the shiner Shrek put on him. In the course of convincing Not Adam Pascal that their affair was all her fault, Julia lands on the new title for the show: Bombshell.

Next week: Uma Thurman shows up! She's no Bernadette Peters, but this ought to be pretty awesome.