And we're off to the John Jefferies House, a swank hotel in which Vaj has procured a hotel room for his weekend getaway tryst with Montana. Do we have a read on why they're in a hotel? Because, as a housemate, I think I would have reacted violently after his last visit where the two of them sought to shatter every world record from the Loud Sex Olympiad, and I think I would have wanted the world to know all about it. Once in their room, Vaj offers her a gift that's wrapped in brown paper bags. Well, it's all about presentation with classy Vaj, is it not? I guess he wants the gift to evoke memories of her fourth grade social studies textbook or something. He could have at least gone the extra step and wrapped it in the Sunday comics, so the poor girl would have the fleeting opportunity to enjoy a chuckle or two from Cathy as she opens up her...oh, for the love of all things holy, what the hell is THAT? It's a painting that he painted for her, and I don't know that much about the world of fine art, but it evokes the notion of Picasso's retarded twelve-year-old brother getting in the paints again while poor Pablo is trying to get some real work done. Anyway, it's terrifying, abstract in everything but its wholly concrete badness, a painting of what appears to be a downcast face of a man holding his own engorged, bleeding heart. But there's a moon in the corner with what appears to be a little smiley face, so that's cute enough to completely offset, say, the engorged bleeding heart. She responds in a way I'm sure she perceives as being kitschy as hell: "It's very romantic and at the same time totally gruesome." Totally. Except, clearly, for the "romantic" part. He rambles on: "There's a reason it's only halfway finished. 'Cause when I painted it, my soul was only halfway full." Or halfway empty, depending on your perspective on how much Vaj is the devil's spawn. He tells her to "promise" that they'll be together through this experience, and she says she can't promise anything. Shot of the closed hotel room door as Vaj asks Montana if she still loves him and her response: "You know I do." He does? He shouldn't. He's wrong.