Rebecca greets them. Jack introduces himself and Ariel. Rebecca says that she's heard great things about Jack and compliments his suit, but says she doesn't like his tie. Jack says they want to get Rebecca's take on what happened. Rebecca says she's innocent, and that the charges are groundless. Jack asks whether she's aware of the company's sexual-harassment policy. Rebecca says she considers herself responsible for its implementation. "Responsible" like she wanted it written, or "responsible" like they had to write it due to her actions? Interesting. Jack says that the plaintiff alleges inappropriate behaviors in the workplace. Rebecca asks if that means "sexual in nature," because she can be tough on middle managers and sometimes uses "expletives and sexual metaphors" when she's not satisfied with performance. Wow, what a treat to work for. Jack says he's "referring to inappropriate actions of a sexual nature." Rebecca says that she's never used her position in the company to leverage sexual favors. Jack clarifies that she's claiming the relationship with the plaintiff was consensual. Rebecca says that it was non-existent. Ariel brings up an alleged incident at a spa in July. Rebecca admits that the plaintiff did come to her room, and that Rebecca was in the bathtub at the time. Ariel asks whether Rebecca came to the door without clothes. Rebecca laughs and says she didn't, and that she also didn't suggest that the plaintiff slip into the bath with her. Rebecca adds that eight other people came to her room that night, because she had a suite and it was business. Ariel asks about the other incidents cited. Rebecca denies they ever happened, and wishes she were that creative. Jack brings up some email that was mentioned in the complaint. Rebecca asks if the plaintiff has produced any email. Ariel admits that she hasn't yet. Rebecca says that she won't, because they don't exist. Rebecca claims that the woman either had a thing for her or had it in for her, and may have a career writing soft porn, but doesn't have one at her company anymore. Jack seems amused or charmed, and says that on Monday, Ariel will ask Rebecca the questions she will likely get in the deposition and won't pull any punches. Rebecca is game to tangle with Ariel. Maybe a little too game.
Ariel and Jack are burning the midnight oil at Triple L. Jack murmurs that something can't be true. Ariel guesses that he thinks Rebecca is guilty, or that women can't be sexual harassers just like men, or that yogurt and bananas aren't just for breakfast anymore. Huh? Oh, she's referring to something in the plaintiff's statement. Ew. EEEWWWW! The more I thought about that, the grosser it got. Ariel thinks that Jack likes "the food section," and admits that she likes toys. Jack pops a boner and asks what kind. Ariel says she was referring to the statement, and claims that she liked the writing in that section. Jack says it's because Ariel likes toys. Um, inappropriate? I know they are friends and all, and maybe they have a past we don't know about yet, but this still makes me uncomfortable. Jack walks away and says he likes being on the lower levels, because "the air is less rarefied." First "wheelhouse," and now "rarefied"? No one talks like that, and if they did, people would hate that person. Jack says he's tired of people who have enough money to buy their way out of problems. Ariel reminds him that he is also sometimes defending innocent people. Jack isn't convinced. Ariel asks if the partners are still not great, and Jack says that they still treat him like the help. Ariel reminds Jack of something he did in college to show a professor who's boss. Jack changes the subject and asks how Grant is. There's a subject Ariel's not really interested in discussing, so she quickly says that Grant is fine and things are fine. Jack asks, "Battery or manual?" Inappropriate! Ariel laughs and hides her face in Jack's arm. Grant walks up just then and sees Ariel and Jack laughing together. He scrunches his face up, then turns and stalks away, but not before handing off the bottle of wine he was carrying to a lawyer walking down the hall. I think it's the same woman Grant yelled at in the elevator last week.