Officer Kenya, who is never really interested in your shit, is not that interested in Sookie's shit. Her suggestion is that Sookie was being a bitch by retiring to the WC to think about Bill's proposal, and that Bill was so emasculated by this behavior that he took off of his own accord. You'd think, as a mindreader, Sookie would have some kind of damn suavity but you'd be wrong: She's still just screaming over and over to the helpful policelady, "My boyfriend's been kidnapped!" It's hard for regular folks and cops to care about vampires, because vampires truly are just a world of shit once you get involved with them. Nobody is wrong about that. Forty-eight hours for a missing persons report, Sookie, no matter how hard you bitch. Also hilarious: The French hostess smoking a Gaulois in the background this entire time.
I can't think of a single situation so far that I wouldn't be calling Eric's ass the second it happened. He's the all-time Kalinda of the universe. These are not normal, house-related or romance-related problems. These are major I-have-effed-it problems, and those kind of problems you need fixed ASAP, dirty or clean. Even if he tells you he can't help, or to go fuck yourself, he would still somehow take care of it, just by you saying his name. You should just write that on your arm in case of amnesia: Call Eric, stupid.
Bon Temps: Arlene is giving Bud Dearborn her statement about Eggs's murder, while Andy shivers and shakes and jiggers at a nearby table. The reason he is so nervous is that he wasn't actually the killer of Eggs, but was the person dealing with Eggs's freakout when Jason shot him. Now that Andy and Jason are in a special kind of love, Andy knows he has to cover for him, so the story is that Andy was the shooter. But this involves lying to Bud and the whole world, and that makes Andy nervous, because as usual he's the only person who knows what the hell is going on.
Terry Bellefleur, Andy's cousin, sits down and as usual looks half-hot and half-demented, and gives him a sweet little speech as follows: "I know what you're going through. That first kill, it's got a way of making you feel like that's all you are. But you've got to know that you are still a man that is capable of goodness and of heartbreaking generosity of spirit. And if you can cling to that with everything you got, you're gonna be all right. I promise." Aw, heartbreaking generosity of spirit. True enough. Never thought we'd accuse one Bellefleur of that, much less both of them. They tell each other how much they love each other, because it's been that kind of night, and Terry goes, "From now on, let's tell each other that more."