Back in the dressing room, a still-drunk Kim is downing her hangover cure. That contains brandy. Not to get ahead of the proceedings here, but I'm not sure this is the best idea. Kim and Jack make small talk as he tries to help her make the room stop spinning. She asks him what kind of favor he needs from her dad. He brushes it off as a "Hail Mary," at which point he has to explain that particular sports metaphor to her. Switching gears, Jack asks why Kim, a viola prodigy, would ever want to give that up: "You're just starting out." "I am not just starting," she says, adamantly. She goes on to describe her grueling history with the viola, from four-hour practice sessions at age three to sleeping in a cemetery at age fourteen in order to "get tough." Jack asks why a viola player would need to get tough. "I couldn't begin to tell you," she replies, wearily. "But I know I'm not just starting out." Jack then says that he needs to call Kim's father, despite her objections. Jack says that it's his obligation to let Zhang know that his daughter's all right; it's a "father-daughter thing." Kim asks if Jack has any children. He does not, though he'd like to. Problem is, he and his wife are separated. Kim says that if Jack calls her father and her father sees that she's drunk, he won't do the favor for Jack. "I know," says Jack, but he has to make the call anyway. And I love Jack, and Steven Weber's awesome in this episode, but anyone who thought for a second that Jack was going to lose out on the Macao thing because he did the right thing re: Kim, well, I hope they're enjoying their Rumspringa.
Up on the roof. Jordan is amusing herself by performing "magic" tricks. Can't emphasize those quotation marks enough. She's basically pulling pieces of folded paper out of Danny's ear, and then sleight-of-handing other pieces of folded paper into his watchband. Danny is duly unimpressed. And now that he's ignoring her, Jordan starts to court his attention and approval. It's pretty gross, actually, this "stop chasing me, stop chasing me...why did you stop chasing me?" thing. "How many girls do you know who can do magic?" asks Jordan, begging for it like a puppy at the dinner table. "Bet Hallie Galloway can't do magic," Jordan pouts. She asks Danny if he's met Hallie yet; he hasn't. "Well, she's blonde," Jordan starts. "Nazi son of a bitch," Danny mocks. Jordan's serious, though. She thinks Hallie's "being groomed." Danny tells her that she's nuts. "This ain't my first rodeo," Jordan replies, and I get wistful for the Jordan of the pilot episode, of whom I could believe a statement like that was true. Danny doesn't buy it either, and thinks that things have "calmed down" for Jordan, besides. She disagrees, which is why it was such an awful idea for Danny to "declare [his] ridiculous crush" to every power player in Hollywood. Danny objects to her calling it a "ridiculous crush," because his feelings are his own, and if he wants to suddenly one day decide out of nowhere that he's in love with someone, he gets to do that without being called "ridiculous." Jordan brings up some twelve-step issue about how they tell you to not make any big life decisions within a year of getting clean. "You think this is drug-related?" asks Danny. She thinks it might be: "You're feeling good, you can clean up your life, instant respectability..." Without a legitimate way of refuting that, Danny reverts to name-calling, mocking that Jordan's afraid of blonde executives and pulling paper out of his ear. And then Jordan says that Danny's afraid of snakes. Immature adults are so much fun, you guys.