...With the possible exception of Daphne and Sam, who are still swimming around in disgusting nature and getting it all over them. Daphne, on the way to being sexy, talks about how nightswimming is so awesome because you have to focus on your other senses, like being a huge werewolf I bet, and you can "feel" so much when you "take away the looking-at-things part." Maybe she was a dominatrix before this. That's like being a werewolf, but as a revenue stream.

Sam's like, "Also because people suck in twelve ways which I shall now enumerate. They have boats. They have car stereos, on which they blast crap music. They say stupid things, way too loud, because they are drunk." Daphne's like, "Okay, back to my hot naked ass. Remember the world when it was brand-spanking-new and they hadn't even invented underwear like the cute underwear I am wearing only feet from you." He's like, "Yeah. Bon Temps is also paradise, like you were saying."

Daphne stops with the pothead naked talk long enough to laugh at him, because Bon Temps sucks in twelve ways additional to his twelve ways, which she will now also enumerate: number one, it is little and "hick." Number two, there is nothing to do. ("So there's less to distract you from just being where you are when you're there," Sam says incomprehensibly.) Number three, "aggressively ignorant people." ("Who are a very loyal clientele. Once they decide they like a place, they stop looking for anywhere else to go. And they like to drink," says Sam, trans. "Without aggressively ignorant people, the American economy would completely shut down. Oh but wait.")

They talk about how much Sam loves Bon Temps, and how he regrets having to leave it due to the sudden reappearance of the age-old goddess who vibrated on top of his teenage dick, plus how he has slept with every waitress under his employ except the lovely but questionable Arlene, plus how these two vectors seem to have intersected in a get-out-of-towny type way. Daphne gets a face on her face. I don't know if it's terror because she has werewolfy plans for his ass, or Jamiroquaish plans, or because she loooves him, or because she's also some sort of shifter that has finally found Sam the way Sookie finds Barry at the end of the episode, and doesn't want to lose him, or what. Maybe it's not a face, maybe she's just like, "Not until I bone you, which further to that case, how clueless can one adorable man be?"