We cut to the partygoers watching the film. Roger takes Janet's hand tentatively, as if it's their first date. On Janet's other side, Gail passes out and hits Janet's shoulder on her way to slumberland. Trina gets up to check on Susan outside. Susan haltingly admits, "Everything seems to be getting so complicated ... Bruce and I aren't in sync. The way you and Tom are, you always seem to know where the other's coming from, and ... we don't have that." Trina says ruefully, "Change isn't easy for any couple, no matter how close you are." Susan asks, "What if I'm the only one who's changing? What if Bruce is -- incapable somehow?" Trina sighs and says, "Then it's up to you to help him."

Janet is missing this dark night of Susan's soul because she's inside clearing up dishes. I think that woman missed her calling: she should open her own catering company. Then we could look forward to an alternate universe where Janet Thompson and Martha Stewart conduct a pitched battle for the hearts and minds of America's domestic arts groupies. Roger, who is standing nearby, chats with her about the movie, and he gently teases out what she thought of it. Janet's forthcoming about it being dumb and possibly perverse, but she won't cop to getting turned on by it. Harry comes over right then with a signed glossy that he saved for Janet, then asks, "You two want to join us in the basement? We got a little after-party kicking up. Roger makes the apologies, and Janet calls him back. She shakes his hand and says, "Mr. Weems, good luck to you." Harry seems genuinely pleased.

The testosterone contingent is not faring so well all across the board: Susan's come home to a disgruntled Bruce in bed. She explains, "I didn't go to that party tonight to upset you ... [I went because] I think sometimes, I feel like I don't know enough about what's going on in the world. It's not about you, it's not about us, it's about me." Bruce protests, "Everything keeps shifting! You gotta stop moving the goal posts on me." Susan says that things are confusing for both of them, and Bruce sits up to ask where their recent decisions are carrying them. Susan replies, "I don't know, but I love you." Tonight, however, that's not reassuring Bruce at all, and they both know it.

Tom and Trina chit-chat on their couch, idly gossiping about the Millers' marriage, when Trina begins reminiscing: "Do you realize when we first met, I was a stewardess on an international route and you were a co-pilot on his first big assignment?" Tom does realize. Trina adds, "You were also in a committed relationship at the time. Technically, I was the other woman." And now, we learn why she's so bugged by Tom's new gig. Tom protests, "Those were extraordinary circumstances," but Trina frets, "They seem to be repeating themselves." Tom offers to quit the route if it will make her feel better, but Trina tearily says she just wanted him to understand why she was so resistant to him taking the job. Tom asks what she's afraid of, and Trina sniffles, "Losing you." (And here is where I said to myself, "Well, now we know why she's swinging. She's doing it for Tom.") Anyway, Tom promises her it's "never gonna happen," and they cap off that conversation by forsaking the basement hijinks for a little one-on-one nooky.