Erin changes her tack, suggesting that perhaps Jay was just "a sexy guy to fill a hole." And, for once, she doesn't mean it literally! But still... dirty. Sami and Erin tell Whitney that Manhattan is a great place to be single. Yeah! If you want to stay that way forever. The guys in Manhattan break down like this -- 1.) Gay as a goose. 2.) Committed. 3.) I-Banker Jagoffs (now a.k.a. Unemployed, impotent jagoffs who won't stop obsessing about how kick-ass their lives used to be). 4.) A-holes like A-hole (in a relationship, but so?). 5.) Homeless. Perhaps considering these five possibilities, Whitney resolves to talk to Jay and possibly set things right.

The next day at DVF, Whitney nervously prepares for her presentation. Olivia comes over to fuck with her, though she would probably call it offering moral support. She again tells her not to worry and to just go with it. Alixe welcomes everyone to the meeting, then hands it over to Whitney. Homegirl competently and confidently discusses the brand, hitting all the buzz words about the brand's "hands-free nature," how "women shouldn't look to bags as a burden," and that DVF represents "accessible luxury." Alixe gives her a pleased little wink and DVF herself nods with European intensity. Next comes Olivia, and... oh God. Somebody didn't practice! There is much stuttering, misuse of vague PR speak, and making-up of words. People stare blankly around the room to avoid eye contact. This is awkward. When she finally fades to silence, Emese is so baffled and/or embarrassed, that she doesn't even know who is next. Alixe does the heavy lifting of picking up the pieces from that train wreck. So much for your acting career, Palermo.