Duquette's class. The students file in to find that today's lesson will have them breaking into small groups to build models of various world landmarks; the team to put its model together fastest wins dinner downtown, at any restaurant the team members can agree on. Zenobia says that the box indicates there are supposed to be instructions, but Duquette says that the teachers took those out. Namond rolls with it: "Yeah, it ain't like we follow instructions anywhere else, right?" Bunny chuckles, and then it's modellin' time.
John's. Andre's come by to throw himself on Prop Joe's mercy. As Prop Joe works on some kind of electronic device or other, Andre whines that he didn't even want to press charges, but that "they" made him, and now are mad at him because the charges didn't stick. Prop Joe asks who "they" are. Andre dances around it for a second, but eventually says it's Marlo, asking whether Prop Joe's heard of him. Prop Joe breezes that he may have heard the name. Andre says he needs to "chill for a while" until this whole thing blows over. Prop Joe chuckles, "Why is it that every Baltimore nigga think that running the fuck away means crossing downtown?" He says that Andre should be in New York or Philadelphia or something, and Andre says he realizes that, but that he doesn't know anyone in either of those places. Andre suggests that if he handed over his store, Prop Joe could front him some cash for it and get him out of town with some people Prop Joe knows: "I mean, I'd come to the Eastside, with you, but too many Westside motherfuckers are with Marlo!" Prop Joe sets down whatever he's been working on, commenting that the problem with machines like it is that they're too cheap. He kicks it epigraph-style: "Some people would think, for what it's worth, to fix it and make the shit work right, you might as well dump them and get another." Andre doesn't understand what he's getting at, so Prop Joe decides to take it out of the hypothetical and offers Andre $2000 and a free ride "north" for his store. Andre whines that his store is worth a lot more than that. "That depends, don't it?" says Prop Joe, knowing that the weaker party in any negotiation is the one who can't afford to walk away.