V-Lin and Rat are staking out Stockton, apparently because the mountain of a human being who bashed in Opie's skull is being released today. They are not the stealthiest tail, driving about as they are in the Teller-Morrow tow truck.

Meanwhile, at St. Turn It Over To The Bikers Already, a lady who is identified on the screen as "Karen" is busy pitching Tara on what sounds like a TV show -- Concerned Lady Doctors Who Love Treating Kids -- but is actually the details of the new job offer up in Oregon. Margaret is beaming through the interview, happily swathed in the fog of denial as she imagines Tara taking the job and leaving the stench of felon bikers behind. Anyway, the whole job situation sounds dreamy, and Tara's dithering on it, because, as we all know now, "Tara: THE WORST."

Back at Teller-Morrow, Jax is asking Gemma for Clay's whereabouts, since his mom apparently needs reminding of what her sole value is for him. Then he rolls over to talk to the mayor, who is sporting the kind of messy hair and scruff that would suggest he's just awoken in an alley after a bender and has no idea what day of the week it is. Anyway, it's time to move the Charming Heights plotline along. Mayor Hale looks super-nervous to be at Teller-Morrow and Jax says, "Relax, mayor. You're my landlord. Nobody thinks you're here to buy guns. Which, of course, we don't sell." Then he gives Hale a shit-eating grin, and there's the ghost of Season One's Jax Teller. This only unnerves the mayor further. The point of this meeting? Jax wants the Charming Heights investor relations packet because he has a prospective investor who might be interested. The last shreds of Hale's self-preservation instincts squeak out a desperate protest and Jax overrides that, gets the investor packet and says, "There's a couple of things I'd like us to be clear on: When this goes through, T-M gets the contract to do all the mechanical work on Charming Heights maintenance vehicles. Subsidized housing for Lyla and her kids -- that's Opie's widow. I appreciate it, mayor. I'll be in touch." He rolls off, smirking at a job well done. I have to applaud him here -- not only is he taking care of his own (no doubt making sure he's got a convenient stakeout in the neighborhood), he's also setting up a legitimate business line for Teller-Morrow.