Anyway, predictably enough Crystal is not onboard with Jason's plan to put all of her relatives in jail and wipe Hotshot off the map; and likewise, Jason finds this insane. She points out that plenty of Hotshotters don't have anything to do with the drug trade, and more importantly there are kids there, who are just as sheltered as she is, and they'll be put into the system. Yeah, that's the problem with destroying entire towns sometimes.
Jesus has ordered a veggie burger with bacon, to see if Lafayette will make it, and Lafayette has come out to see the sick fuck that would do such a thing. Thankfully, we are spared some tired mimetic joke about how bacon totally rules and everybody loves bacon -- you guys, it's tired, cut it out -- and they flirt a whole lot. It's pretty sexy. Tara remembers Jesus from the time her cousin showed her the face of true crazy, and they are happy about how one of them is dating. Of course, Tara being Tara she points out the Satan-in-a-Sunday-Hat aspect, and he tells her to fuck off, and she realizes how shitty that was, for once.
So then they are super sweet, and Lafayette acknowledges that Jesus is a miracle for putting up with the many tricky secrets of their weird lives. Especially and including Ruby Jean. After a second it occurs to both of them that her last two boyfriends were A) A cult-member serial killer who was shot to death in the parking lot and B) Even more of a bummer than that. Lala feels terrible, Tara tries to be a good soldier about it, and they hug and are sweet.
Summer leaves her many doll purchases at the table and excuses herself, so Jessica comes over to apologize for fanging out. Hoyt tries to be sweet about that. Jessica tries and fails to be sweet about Summer -- "She seems... Short?" -- and they flirt, he mentions how statuesque and lovely Jessica is, and they commiserate over how Summer clearly doesn't know about Hoyt's fear of dolls. (I forgot about that until she said that.) Jessica is brilliant as usual in this scene, playing it equal parts loving and good-friend and loving it, but also feeling like she's lost something. She asks if, barring the fact that Summer has no apparent interest in this or any other fact about Hoyt, at least she makes him happy, and Hoyt breaks it down:
"I hate her. God help me, but I fucking hate her. I-I... Everything is dolls, and show tunes, and cleaning stuff, and she will not stop talking. And I feel like it's making me crazy, Jess." On the other hand, at least he's not moping about Jessica. She knows what he means, and they share a pretty intense moment before Jessica, of course, starts to cry -- given that Hoyt still has no idea why they're broken up and hopefully never will -- and when she jerks away from him, good old Tommy's right there to whisk her away from the table and yell at Hoyt for making her cry. Oh, my Hoyt.