The next scene is a demo at what looks like a self-defense class, where some macho-looking instructor is explaining technique. Platypus waddles in. The instructor looks at her: "May I help you?" Platypus isn't fazed. "Is this Introduction To Stage Combat?" she asks. The instructor glares at Platypus in her pink-hooded sweatshirt: "You're late, take a seat." Instead of taking a seat and the hint to keep her mouth shut, Platypus asks, "What have I missed so far?" The instructor tells her that they already went around and asked everyone their name and why they were taking the class. He tells her to give her reason. Instead of answering, Platypus just looks at the all-male class and licks her lips. The all-male class look back at her and grins. It looks exactly like that scene from Weird Science when Kelly LeBrock walks in as the instructor to an all-male gym class. You know, skivvies, tongues hanging out, pathetic. But Platypus is no Kelly LeBrock.

Back at the AA meeting, Joss is up at the podium giving a completely insincere speech about how the difficulties in life only serve to pave the way for a better future. I wonder if she had to get up and say, "Hi, I'm Joss and I'm an alcoholic," because that would've been incredibly insulting to everyone in the room and especially to her friend, Lucy. All the time she's talking, she is looking deep into the eyes of Randall, who is sitting in the back row. Randall doesn't break her gaze.

"Columbia Law? That is so impressive, but isn't it a terrible commute? I mean, from the village?" Sarah is asking Walt as he takes his laundry out of the dryer. "Oh, no, not really, I live up there. West 116th Street," Walt explains. Sarah is confused until Walt explains that he tries to avoid his neighborhood because he doesn't want to run into his "girlfriend. Ex-girlfriend.Ex. Anyway, it's good to get out of your rut, you know?" Walt then asks Sarah if there are any other places in her neighborhood she would recommend to a visitor. "Well, there's Sammy's S&M store. One-stop shopping for all your whip and rubber needs," Sarah answers. "Good to know," Walt says, grinning in anticipation of wrapping a chain around Sarah's neck and pulling it taut. Sorry, gotta curb that runaway imagination of mine. Sarah tells him about the bar she works at, and Walt asks if it's a good place to get to know someone better. "You might say," Sarah says.