Rehearsal for Liaisons!, and Ivy is all boobs and corset and blond curls. The director, I think, announces that Terry Fall will soon be joining them -- he's playing Valmont, and the actress playing Cécile's mom observes to Ivy that it's like hiring Jim Carrey to play King Lear. Terry, as it turns out, is Sean Hayes. Who was actually the straw that made me stop watching Up All Night, so let's see how he works out here. They pick up rehearsal, after the director explains what "stage right" is to Terry. He plays his role with an exaggerated limp and a solid-fromage, Pepe Le Pew-style French accent.
Julia and Tom walk through Times Square -- past a huge billboard for Chicago Fire, ha -- as she tells him why she doesn't hate Peter anymore. "He's a true collaborator," she says, which I think is middle-aged lady code for cunnilingus. Julia is off to have lunch with Leo, but Tom grabs her -- he needs to hide from Jon Robin Baitz for a moment behind her and flees into the crowd. I once almost ran into a high school acquaintance on the street and literally turned in a circle trying to hide behind myself so I didn't have to talk to her. I feel you, Tommy. Julia and the actual good playwright in this scene chat about Peter, who Baitz says is "not a writer's friend" --apparently he replaced a friend's book with a draft of his own. Julia stares catatonically at Taylor Kinney's dirty face.
Kyle is enthusing about the show playing at the fringe, so Jimmy dumps a bucket of cold water all over him. Karen suggests holding a reading of the show, and Jimmy thanks her for looking out for them. I can't even tell if he's sincere, but just then a girl with no pants crawls out of Jimmy's over-the-kitchen loft in search of coffee. Karen makes her wounded face, which is exactly like her excited face and her happy face and her I-just-got-hit-by-a-cab face, and I wonder what Karen would look like if there was a raccoon the size of a cocker spaniel right outside her kitchen door.
Tom and Ivy meet up in Madison Square Park so she can bitch about how terrible Terry is. She says he's turning this beautiful dramatic show into Spamalot, and then moans some more about how her big break is finally here, but it's going to be ruined by a clown and a bunch of people who are too afraid to tell him he's fucking everything up. Tom tries to reassure her, but he's more worried about how he hasn't read Julia's new book for the show, and he's freaking out that Julia's not freaking out. So on cue she calls, freaking out.