They follow him out of the room as he steps out the front door of the building overlooking a town square so pristine it could be the cover of a Chamber of Commerce brochure. "Welcome to Woodbury," he says, causing me to wonder how they got all the way up north to an eastern suburb of St. Paul, Minnesota. Andrea looks out on a Norman Rockwell landscape lit with torches and braziers instead of street lights, and they follow the leader and Merle to the gate at the next corner, which is constructed of a flatbed trucks that serve as both guard tower and fence, wedged in between the buildings on each side of the street to form a solid wall, save for a heavy gate installed between the two trucks. Guards with assault rifles are posted on the truck bed, looking out into the night, and Merle joins them.

Seeing this equipment and level of organization, Andrea asks, "Are you military?" He says most of them are self-trained, and the weapons she sees were mostly scavenged over time. And all the streets are guarded this way. "Got us a creeper, Governor," Merle calls down to the tall man. Andrea is a little surprised that people call their host that. "Some nicknames stick wither you want them to or not," the Governor says modestly, but Andrea knows the difference between a nickname and a title. Merle shoots down the incoming walkers with a silenced rifle -- three of them, to be exact -- and the Governor explains to Andrea that they'll get rid of them in the morning, before their odor "makes people uneasy." Andrea wonders who he's talking about in what looks like a ghost town, and without much further explanation, he leads them to where they're welcome to spend the night: a bedroom with food, clothes, and a hot shower. He's not giving them back their weapons just yet, though. Andrea asks about the helicopter pilot, but the Governor decides question time is over for now. He's got some Governing yet to do this evening, apparently. Andrea seems impressed with the setup, but Michonne scowls as she slams the door on the guard posted in the hallway outside.

The next morning, the idyllic Main Street scene not only holds up, it's even more convincing, with people out on the streets going about their business like they're on The Truman Show. Andrea and Michonne are being shown around by some kind of guide with a clipboard, who tells them that they currently number 73 souls, soon to be 74. So much for the only thing that made Lori special in the post-apocalypse. She tells them the walls haven't been breached in over a month, and there have been no casualties inside since early winter. Andrea wonders how this is possible, and their guide explains the Governor's strict curfew and the perimeter and the limits on light and noise, but Andrea calls her on the dead zombie hanging from the tree. Their cruise director says something about the stress of guarding the town while claiming not to make any excuses, saying uncomfortably, "Everybody copes in their own way. But I'll raise it with the Governor." Be sure to let us know how that turns out.