Anyway, Taylor scurries with her tail between her legs right on over to one of the less-popular tables in the lunch room, where the somewhat plump girl who'd been sitting there this entire time attempts to offer Taylor a little sympathy. "You shouldn't listen to those jerks," she opens, but Taylor's having none of it, and immediately snaps back, "Leave me alone!" "I just mean," the somewhat plump girl gamely tries again, "I'm sorry, that's all." "Don't you feel sorry for me," Taylor seethes, "you fat, ugly pig!" and now Little Miss Taylor, here, can just drop fucking dead, as well. The somewhat plump girl -- "April," as we learn later -- jumps a little at Taylor's open loathing, almost as if she's just been slapped in the teeth, and leaps to her feet to flee the lunch room before anyone catches her crying. This, in turn, draws the attention of two girls at an adjacent table, who shoot Taylor and the retreating April A Look before huddling their heads together to bitch between themselves over everything that's going on around them, and I have to admit: The first time I saw this episode, I was fully prepared to have tonight's black foe take the form of yet another demonic virus, mainly because of the skillful way this sequence was executed, what with the foul pestilence of rampant and entirely unnecessary bitchery leaping from person to person and table to table across the last minute and a half, but it turns out I was completely wrong about that, so, uh. Yeah. Forget everything I just said. "I will!" I've no doubt whatsoever about that, you dizzy little lizard -- far too often are the times you've forgotten your own name. "Well! Of all the gall! Of course I've occasionally forgotten my own n....!"