Ignacio gives Archie some leftovers to take home, and then everyone scrams, leaving Hilda alone with Archie at the door. Archie finally asks her out and she accepts. Hooray. Let's move on.
Mode. Daniel, Miles, and Wilhelmina have signed the contract. Miles shoots them both airkisses and saunters out. Wili assures Daniel that she'll do what she has to do to keep up her end of the money, and Daniel tells her he's not trying to muscle her out. He claims to have learned a lesson from Molly, who's "determined to live life on her own terms, even if it kills her." Well. I think it's the cancer that's killing her, not her desire to occasionally go for a walk in a park. Wili tears off the check she has written for $100,000/
Betty wanders through the Hartley mansion when Victoria meets her alone. She appears to feel that Betty's degree from Queens College does not measure up to Matt's one from Yale. She compliments Betty on being ambitious, and she might even be sincere. Her praise of Matt includes the fact that he speaks three languages, but Betty speaks two, doesn't she? Normally she does better with the Spanish than we saw tonight. Anyway, Victoria does not pull punches: "What exactly do the two of you have in common?" The correct answer is "We both work at magazines," but Betty doesn't come up with it. Victoria is clear: "What I'm saying is that I hope you enjoyed your meal tonight. But I don't think we'll be seeing you again." Betty is crestfallen.
Matt finds Betty looking for her coat (in a "closet" you could play baseball in), and Betty tells him that his mother just told her they don't have a future. Matt will have none of it, because he doesn't care that she didn't go to Yale. He doesn't want Betty to worry about what his mother thinks. On cue, she appears in the background, telling Matt to join her once he's said goodbye to his friend. But he's saying good night to his mother. "I'm leaving. With my girlfriend." They leave, and Victoria looks thwarted, but dubious.
The next day, it must be 4:00 because Marc has brought almonds and seltzer to Wili's office. She is disturbingly calm, and warns Marc that if he took a picture of her on his cellphone (which she knows perfectly well he did), she will kill him. And eat him. But it seems that Daniel's description of Molly's determination to "live her life until the day she dies" has struck a chord with Wili: she has her own tray. With caviar and champagne. "I can live without the furs and the jewelry. But to hell if I'm going to sacrifice everything. I worked too hard to let it all slip away." She's willing to take out a second mortgage if necessary, because "as god is my witness, I will never go without champagne and caviar again." Right on.