Upstairs Sookie notes she shouldn't have lost it; Tara tells her not to worry. "...That stupid old bitch ... been sticking her nose where it don't belong for years." Lafayette murmurs encouragement: "If she talked any more shit she'd be shaped like a toilet." Tara and Lafayette laugh quietly together as Sookie stares: they're more freshly acquainted with horror than she is. Lafayette apologizes for laughing, but Sookie's realized something. The pie plate is small, in her hands, and cold, and hard. "Gran's gone. She's really gone." Tara's voice is heavy with sympathy, and love: we've reached that point, have we? "Yeah. She is."

"I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I can't even think straight." Tara notes that it's impossible, Lafayette humming support behind her: "How can you, with all these circling buzzards? You know, you're not here to entertain them. You don't have to dance for them. You just have to feel whatever you're feeling." Sookie's not feeling anything. Is that okay? Is it weird to be numb? Should she be guilty for that too? "Numb is good. Numb's probably what you need right now. Stop worrying about being so appropriate." And of all the things, this is the best thing she says: "This is not an appropriate event." It's endemic to Sookieness to look for the right behavior, the line of best fit; she's crazy, retarded, prone to acting strange. Her whole life is looking for the appropriate: pretending to be normal, acting on what normal people already know. This is the one thing nobody knows how to do, and somebody needs to tell her that.

Sookie looks from one to the other of them: "Thank you for getting me out of there. I haven't had a single minute of silence. Can't seem to block anything out right now." Tara offers to shut them all the hell up, to Lafayette's quiet chuckle, and Sookie says it's not that simple. "It is," Lafayette says, producing a baggie of pills: "Your wish... It is my command." Sookie shrinks back: "I don't do drugs." And what would Gran think? "Sook, relax. This is not drugs. This is just a Valium." Couldn't have said it better myself; he makes a cute face and Tara laughs ruefully. "Tell you what. Put in on your nightstand, just in case you change your mind." He heads out to check on the buzzards, and Sookie looks at him for the first time in six episodes. She entrusts him with the pieces of home and he promises to protect them with his life.