Jason asks her not to make him a rapist in her lies and Crystal is like, "Are you retarded that you don't understand why rape is the first thing that occurred to me?" And since he is, they get back to tying him up. (He's got some of Lala's V in his pocket, so I guess Hotshot is at least attempting to move product.) Handcuffs won't work, because Felton is magical in some way that the dialogue once again goes out of its way to avoid explaining -- but then again, Crystal is not going to just blab anything to Jason because he will of course be disgusted etc -- so they tie Felton up with rope instead. Better to just kill him, he is a hitter of ladies and a magical monster, but Crystal is a mass of contradictions after all.
Nan is suspicious because Fangtasia's nether regions are completely cleaned, but Eric's just like, "So what, I'm a Virgo." (Bingo.) Nan reminds us of who Ginger is ("Your screeching fang-cushion of a barmaid who's been glamoured so much she can't even remember her own last name") and presses him further to explain why the former dungeon and Lafayette-torturing room is now completely sterile. He says it doesn't prove anything, she says it's too bad the Magister's missing so he can't decide for them, and of course the reason it's so clean is because of the pieces of Magister formerly everywhere. I have no idea what Nan knows or thinks she knows, but this whole episode is such a deck-clearing for Eric's ass that by the end of the episode it sure won't matter. "Relax. It's not like you killed someone!" she says, and the stormtroopers set up webcams and lights and blueteeth and microphones and technostuff.
Because we are going to be teleconferencing with the Authority, over webcams, and it's ever so adorable. And sinister! Are they at a long table very high up with no lights on their faces? They are. Are they all assembled and wearing expensive clothing? One assumes. (Is Karl Lagerfeld there somewhere in the darkness, fanning himself? More than likely. Are we moments away from being brainwashed into murdering the Malaysian Prime Minister Hassan by Mugatu himself? Ask Meekus, but I'm pretty sure yes.) Anyway, she puts Eric on camera and tells him to smile, and he does, in that Eric way where it looks like he's about to attack his own vomit.
Sam brings the still-shuddering Tara some spiked tea and tells her to see a shrink, now that she's been kidnapped and raped and terrorized and bashed somebody's brains in and had weird sex dreams about her abductor and probably he's still out there. Even in Bon Temps this rates as specifically horrific. Hell, even for Tara.