Cut to Chateau Les Baux, a ruins-style stone castle at the top of a mountain. Phil exposits that it's 300 miles south of Paris, so I'm sticking with my original estimation that the likelihood of a complete change of season is slim indeed.

Paris subway, pendulum hunting. Joe sings that he "can't wait to see the big pendulum." Joe, you can sing it, but that doesn't make it a song. He comments that he and Bill "aren't going to kill [themselves]," and that they're "nice and relaxed" and "can stay [that] way." Methinks the boys have a matching case of the smugs. Joe then pronounces the situation "parfait," and Bill has to be informed that it means "perfect" in French, in addition to being a star attraction at the Dairy Queen. "You don’t know that?" Joe says disbelievingly. Bill, surprisingly, does not hit him.

EDG, approaching the Pantheon as morning comes. Frank refers to looking for "a statue called Rene Russo," which I thought was actually slightly funny -- or would have been slightly funny, had it not been said by Loud Pushy Frank. Margarita clarifies that it's Foo-CALT's pendulum they're looking for. Frank needs some French on a sign translated, so he yells for Margarita. "Do you need me?" she calls back from off-camera where, in my imagination, she's making out with Rob. "I just need your brain, I don't need your emotions," he responds, completely gratuitously. As she straightens her clothes and wipes the attorney smell off her face, she protests with a chuckle that she is in fact a person and not a dinner menu, and that LPFrank can't expect to order up certain aspects of her personality a la carte. How does LPFrank respond? "Don’t make me hurt you." Ah, loooovely. Margarita translates the French for him, which he doesn't deserve.