Oh, look, new credits. Not. Gee, I wonder how much money JLH is paying Pauley Perrette for her three seconds on camera.

Joss walks into some dimly-lit room and is greeted by a woman she calls Lucy. Joss says she hasn't seen Lucy at the bar lately, and Lucy looks meaningfully at the other people around them. Joss says, "Oh, right." Lucy says, "I had no idea you were a fellow traveler," and I'm just beginning to think that somehow I've switched to Star Trek: Deep Space Nine when Joss whispers in Lucy's ear, "I'm not really an alcoholic." Oh. Never mind. Lucy tells her not to do that to herself, and Joss insists that she's really not someone who can't control herself -- she's just using an AA meeting to meet guys. Lucy can't believe her. Joss says, "I want a guy who's done the work on himself. You know? A guy who's already been through the bad stuff, who's on the upswing in his life. Priorities straight, problems solved." A preppy-looking professional gets up and does the AA introduction. His name's Randall, and he's an alcoholic. Hi, Randall. Anyway, Randall gives a nice little speech about getting the best out of life because he's seen a purpose to life and he demands happiness. Joss is all ears and sits down to gaze.