So, Tig heads inside and he's doing an okay job of letting the guy know that SAMCRO's just taken everything riiiiiiiiight to the point where the guy says, "I hope you watch our movies and see your daughter raped. Maybe you'd like to see that. 'Oh, Daddy. Daddy, that hurts.'"

In case you're wondering, if you say such a thing to Tig, he will drown you in the bathtub of urine you've so thoughtlessly left laying out at the place. And then he'll urinate on your corpse. I suppose I should be sad about this in that whole every-man's-death-diminishes-us sort of way, but this guy was a torture-porn-making scumbag so, eh.

We're in Barofsky's sunny shop -- the jazz piano! The fresh flowers, where Colette (as played by Kim Dickens, Deadwood's heroine-madam Joanie Stubbs) is explaining how she and Barofsky go way back. He's merely a pal at this point, but thanks to These Tight Economic Times, her whorehouse isn't seeing the business it used to, and she can't go legit on her own as an escort service/club because of the prostitution arrests on her record. Colette would use Diosa as her business partner and entree into legit club/escort work. She goes toe-to-toe with Nero on her understanding of what it takes to go legit. Jax looks impressed. Or maybe it's Colette's color-block dress, which manages to ride a line between alluring and authoritative. He agrees to check out Colette's place.

After Nero takes off, Colette says lightly, "I see a ring on your finger, but not his." Jax says drily, "He's with someone. And trust me, you do not want to rock that boat." Colette presses, "And what about your old lady? She okay with your line of work?" Jax doesn't have to say anything to make it clear the answer is "No."

As Jax gets on his bike, he catches sight of the small blond boy sitting in front of the store, writing in his notebook. Jax gives the child a long look, perhaps seeing something of himself or his sons in the quiet, well-dressed child.

Back at Teller-Morrow, Unser comes in to chat with Gemma. A bunch of crow-eaters are sitting Abel; Unser told him that Lyla had the chicken pox. "Good thinking, Uncle Touchy," Gemma says. "You know that makes me sound like a pedophile, right," Unser asks. Gemma does indeed. That's why she does it. But she throws Unser a bone: "You know, I really appreciate you helping out with the boys, Wayne. It means a lot." Unser shrugs it off and then prods a bit about Clay. Gemma tells him to shut up, albeit more politely, and Unser says delicately, "I know you got yourself a new friend, but you can talk to me, Gem. I know you better than anybody." Gemma looks like she's about to cry and she admits, "I know you do. But right now, I don't want to know myself."

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