Joss, TD&H, and Daughter Of TD&H are in Scraggle's music store. Scraggle is suggesting Pachelbel's Canon to TD&H's daughter, who asks how it goes. Joss makes a blighted attempt at humming it. The daughter, who is wearing a veil, says, "Naw, it's gotta have lyrics. My best friend Joelle, she's gonna be my maid of honor and she's gonna sing. And her mom's gonna make brownies and do our makeup." Scraggle takes the daughter over to the R&B section to pick something out. Joss tells TD&H that she's never helped an eight-year-old pick out her wedding processional music. TD&H tells Joss that his daughter likes her, but that Joss's hair alone made it a foregone conclusion. Joss suggests going to St. Patrick's to catch some bouquets. TD&H tells her that he and Alleya (his daughter) have a Sunday night tradition of having pizza for dinner; they make it themselves and make a mess. Joss suggests making the mess at her place: "That way, the ritual remains intact, but there's a slight change of scenery." Alleya and Scraggle come over and Joss asks them what they found. Alleya looks up at Scraggle and says, "Do you want to tell them or should I?" Scraggle flops down next to Alleya and they both put out their hands. "We're engaged," Scraggle announces. Okay, so that was kind of cute.

Sarah is cleaning up at the bar when a guy approaches her and asks what she's doing there: "Oh, hey, um --" Sarah is at a loss as to which of her obsessed males she's talking to now. "Ethan," Ethan says. Apparently, Ethan is another waiter/bartender at the bar who works shifts opposite to Sarah's. He asks if she's switching shifts and Sarah tells him she's adding a second shift to her schedule. "So, hey, that thing with the artist guy, that didn't work out or --?" Ethan asks. Sarah looks taken aback, and Ethan explains that he came in to get his check the previous night and noticed Sketch coming onto her, drawing pictures of her on cocktail napkins. Sarah explains that it was a phase she was going through for awhile: "Looking for love in all the wrong places." Ethan sympathizes and tells her that he spent years in college trying to date unattainable chicks when the right one was under his nose, living across the hall. Sarah asks if it worked out, and Ethan tells her it did, until she got a Fulbright to Oxford. Ha -- Sarah can't even spell "Fulbright." Ethan asks if she's working until close, and Sarah tells him that Sunday is her one night off. Ethan says, "I don't know if this would help take your mind off things, but there's this 'Heroines of Hollywood' retrospective at The Thalia, they're showing Sabrina." Sarah gives what she imagines to be her Audrey Hepburn smile, and I scream so loudly that both of my cats run from the room, hissing. Oh, the humanity. Excuse me while I seek comfort in a vodka gimlet. I need to eradicate all my senses after that scene.