Boston. "Twentieth Century Fox" seems to be working out all right. Jessica and Bobby then have some particularly wooden banter that Derek mercifully stops, because there's a reason those two are dancers. It turns out Tom wrote the dialogue (rather than some music?) to cover Rebecca's costume change. Tom reiterates how Julia's being horrible and crippling the show, and Derek goes on a rampage about how they can't expect Rebecca to rehearse without a leading man, and that he won't do three weeks of previews without a book writer or lyricist (ah, so that's why. They'll presumably be tweaking the show during previews).
He goes backstage, bellowing at Rebecca's costume assistant. The problem is the super long gloves Rebecca has insisted on -- she can't get them off fast enough. Derek calls Karen and Ivy on stage so they can help with the costume change. Karen is thrilled to have something to do, while Ivy's like, I did not chuck that girl down the stairs at Juilliard so I could be someone's dresser.
Dev is waiting in the lobby with roses. Guilty roses. Karen says she doesn't have any time and that he can't watch them rehearse because of Rebecca's security, and sends him off to the hotel. Dude, you should have stayed in New York with RJ.
Julia continues her irrational meltdown on the phone with Tom. She tells him to tell everyone else that if Michael comes to Boston she's out. Because that's going to be great for her family: losing her job and getting herself sued for breach of contract because she couldn't put on her big-girl pants. Isn't Julia still the only wage-earner in this family? Who's going to pay for all the Bisquick? Jesus Christ, show.
Eileen has taken her giant Julia-shaped headache to Nick's bar. He asks what will happen if Julia quits. She details how everything will spiral into lawsuits, and says, "And everyone will be right." About Eileen not being able to produce a show on her own. I'd say hiring Ellis was your first mistake, but, you know, bygones. She also says she fully expects Nick to dump her if she manages to lose his rock-star best friend's investment. Nick does the good boyfriend thing and says that's crazy talk, and advises her to hire back Michael and let Julia hang herself. He is seriously the only sensible one in this whole clusterfuck. Eileen calls the casting director, Nick closes the bar, and they head off to roll around together.