Anna presses her hands to her face and says she wants some "bad-ass shit" to knock her out. "You know, Vicodin ain't gonna cut it." Ding ding ding! Drink, everybody.
Anna gets out of the car, pouting hugely. Howard says to think of all the pain she's been in -- this can't be as bad. Excellent words of comfort, Howard. Anna stumbles and almost falls in the parking garage.
Now they're in the elevator. Anna is still pouting. She sighs and crosses herself. What, is she Catholic now? She VOs that the last time she went to the dentist, she "had a really bad panic attack and went out screaming." She turns to the camera and pouts. Howard says she was "really scared, but today, hopefully things go a little bit better." Yeah. Anna says she hopes they "knock [her] out good!" She pretends to not see the door and walks by. Howard grabs her and says, "Seriously." They go inside.
Okay, she's in the chair! The dentist speaks: Anna needs twenty crowns done, top to bottom, and Anna was referred to him because he does "knockout work." I could use some of that right now. Howard, holding his porno, sits near Anna. The drill begins. Oh, how awful! I hate surgery on TV. Howard strokes her hand. Three real hours later, Anna has completed her root canals. She gets back in the car and flips off the camera. Good girl.
Anna, Anna, glamorous Anna, Anna Nicole!
Anna says that after a few days, she completely recovered. Dang. Her friend (!) Kelly comes over for a visit. Hooray, Anna has friends! They're dressed very similarly: in stretch pants (Anna red, Kelly pink) and white tank tops. Kelly dives gleefully into a huge pile of stuffed animals. Anna slurs, "Move, Sugar Pie," and follows suit. Sugar Pie, look out! Stuffed animals, look out! Whump. Then, Kelly is in the dentist's office smiling and being photographed -- Anna wants to get teeth like Kelly's. She does have great teeth and a nice smile. But Kelly is so much more than a pair of teeth, Anna! She's a real person! Oh, never mind.
Hey, guess what? Bobby Trendy is back. The Spanish horns start playing the beautiful "Ballad of Bobby Trendy." He must be so glad to have such a big part in this show -- he gets his own music! That is pretty cool. Wow, I've softened to Bobby Trendy. And I can explain why: he loves what he does and is passionate about it. I like that in a person. So what if what he loves and feels passionate about is horrifying to me? And if he loves being on camera, if that's a passion for him, far be it from me to poop all over that. He's found what he loves to do. Now, he just has to do it forever. And where else but L.A.? The next time I visit La-La Land, I'm going to Agent Provocateur, Fred Segal, Jamba Juice, and Bobby Trendy's store. Then I can go home. Bobby sits in his store, lips heavily glossed, wearing a black sheer shirt with a rose appliqué, and says he was so excited to visit Anna again that his "heart was beating 100 miles a second." He delivers the line with a lot of gravity and intensity, making it sound like he practiced saying it. A lot. Outside the house, Anna admires his boots. He does have cute little ankle boots on. She says she has "a pair almost like that." Um, no you don't. Maybe a stiletto boot; maybe even a high-heeled sneaker, but not a sleek little Beatle boot like that. Bobby says it's "always nice to get some height." Heh. Bobby likes to get high. Movers bring in a couch.