Jenny looks fabulous and not a bit like the drowned rat you'd expect her to resemble. She's even got makeup on. How about that? David kisses Jenny on the forehead and just like in the fairy tales, she instantly wakes up. "You saved me," Jenny mutters weakly. She remembers everything -- the light, the water, Janis Joplin, it was all so real. As the water trickled into her lungs, she claims to have been overwhelmed by a feeling of hopelessness. But then she made a conscious decision to live. She didn't want to leave David. She hugs him and of course there's Laurie, peering in from the half-drawn hospital blinds.
I was wrong about the rest of Clan Williams showing up at the hospital. The incident has affected them so deeply that they've decided to have brunch instead. As I've said many times before, it's so bizarre and unnatural that Chandler, Heather, Samantha, and Peter hate each other so much yet continue to eat with each other in close quarters. Samantha congratulates Chandler and Heather on their blossoming romance. Heather's touched; maybe they can all play mixed doubles sometime. Samantha's curious about how recent events such as Richard's death, getting back Dress2K, and Chandler's courting her have worked out a little too perfectly. It's almost as if she planned it. Heather protests that one can't plan happiness. Touché. Until now, Peter's been ignoring everyone, but he draws Chandler's attention to the business section of the newspaper, which says that Olympic Aviation has announced that they've joined the race to make a flying wing. Chandler's well aware of the competition. Peter hopes that Chandler's not going to be asking for more money. Heather interjects that the wing will take Williams Global to the top of the pop charts and that additional funds are a must. Samantha notes that WGE's R&D budgets are already bleeding red. What does she care? She resigned last week, remember? Well, now she's Peter's number two. Yuck, I think somebody saw Quills this past week. She now has more power than she did as CEO of Dress2K, and will be overseeing the budgets for all divisions. "An über-wench," Heather remarks, "just what every Führer needs." I warned you about the German-language tapes didn't I? As her first act, she'll be combing over D2K's budgets. She just left the division yesterday, so I can't see how things would have changed that much already. Heather's not worried -- she's got nothing to hide. Well, except for that botched nose job.