Jack and Gwen are getting all nostalgic about the early years. Memories light the corners of their minds. Jack asks Gwen why she lives so close to Richard and Gwen. She openly admits that it's so that she can be close to her children. Even Jack believes there's more to this than meets the eye. Richard interrupts to introduce Jack to Heather. That's it for Gwen; she's outta there.
The first dance is announced, and Heather and Richard take center stage, but all the while she's shooting "come get me" looks at Chandler. The band leader then requests that Chandler stand in for the father of the bride for the next dance. Okay, he walked her down the aisle as a favor; that does not make him some substitute father. Is he going to give a speech later on, too? During their dance, Heather confirms that she is, indeed, pregnant, and has tested herself twice. She's concerned that telling Richard will kill him. She always says that. What kind of wuss is this Richard, anyway? It seems like telling him anything would kill him. The guy is going to be dead within four episodes, so why is Heather so worried about that? Their secret will be their secret forever. On a curious note, if this baby makes it, Chandler's son will be his own stepbrother. Isn't that wild? Heather reasons that she'll keep the child and that she'll convince her husband that they conceived on their honeymoon, and nobody will be the wiser. Nobody but her gynecologist, obstetrician, and anyone who understands that the typical human gestation period is nine months and not seven. Maybe Heather can hold it in for an extra two months by squeezing really hard.
Peter cuts in on Chandler. He's totally onto Heather and her schemes. First she gets the money, than she gets the power, then she gets the women. Peter sees her plan to take over Williams Global Enterprises (WGE from here on) as follows: first a company, then a division, and then the whole damn army. Heather is startled at Peter's discovery of her plan. "I've hit a nerve," Peter boasts. Actually, no. He just stepped on her toes. "You dance like a schoolboy," she taunts. Having never heard this expression or comparison I'm going to assume that it's bad.