Outside Lin's restaurant, Clay's hanging out alone, sitting on one of the limos. Jax bounces over and tells him, "You're missing a sweet Asian buffet inside. All you can eat." Oooh, is there dim sum? I love those little dumplings with the shrimp and -- oh. Jax is being all sexist and referring to women as objects for consumption. Clay demurs with, "Your mom being away, it feels too much like cheating." Awww! Jax is amused, but then Clay continues, "I miss her so goddamned much." Jax concurs; he does too. Because Clay's actually demonstrated a sincere emotion, he then has to follow that up by saying, "I better get inside and get my dick sucked. I'm beginning to sound as whipped as you." Jax cordially invites Clay to blow him, and Clay hugs him with, "I love you too, son." I'm all heartwarmed by this exchange, but part of me wonders if Clay's rising to the occasion as paterfamilias now because it's a way to neutralize any opposition from Jax later.
Tara and Gemma have gotten Amelia's body down to the basement and laid out on a hospital bed. Jax calls right then, and Gemma orders Tara to talk to him. He asks, "So what was the crisis with Nate?" and Tara replies dryly, "You really want to know?" Jax, realizing he does not, drawls, "Shiiiit." Tara plows on: "Your granddad went off the rails a bit. Shot Tig, thinking he was an intruder ... he's okay, it's pretty much superficial." Good job not mentioning the late Amelia, Tara! Jax tells his old lady that he'll be up there tomorrow, so if she could just stay put, he'd appreciate it. Tara apologizes, "I'm sorry I left the way I did," and Jax replies, "It's okay. As long as everyone's safe." Tara's voice slides into a high panicky squeak as she looks over at Amelia and says, "Yeah. Everyone's fine."