Previously: Betty enrolled in a writing class (with somewhat disastrous results, but we aren't reminded of that). A psychic led Amanda to discover that Gene Simmons is her father. Wili was thrown into an empty grave and fired from Mode, and decided to bear dead Bradford's baby via a spermsicle. Since her own hostile womb made that impossible, she bribed Christina for the use of Christina's womb hostel. Hilda opened up her own home salon -- remember that? And Henry became a bespectacled green-eyed monster when he saw Gio and Betty together.
We open at Hilda's Beautilities, where she's practicing on Betty with predictably heinous results. It's very Ice Capades, whereas Betty wants to look cool and cute for Henry's band's first gig. What does Henry play, the calculator? Turns out he's actually the band's manager. Just like he was the basketball team's manager in high school. Hey, someone has to keep score from the sidelines! Hilda thinks Henry's band name is stupid, but Betty says that I.R.S. -- the Internal Rhythm Service -- is hilarious since they're all accountants. Hilda hairsprays Betty into submission. Justin enters with a letter from the New York Review -- turns out Betty submitted a story about Ignacio playing dominos with some old guys. Sounds riveting, but she gets a rejection letter -- apparently one of several. Hilda and Justin try to cheer her up, but Betty looks pretty crushed.
At Casa de Slater, Christina rests as Wili brings her a snack. Turns out Christina is on bed rest until they can be sure that the devil spawn embryo is implanted. Wili doesn't want Christina to lift beer kegs or whatever else she does in her spare time, and says that Christina's incarceration will only last a couple of weeks. Christina is dismayed, even though she gets to read Wili's books and slumber upon her goosedown pillows. Wili gives her a heartfelt thanks and goes in for the embrace. Christina recoils and asks if she's trying to hug her, to which Wili replies, "I'm as surprised as you are. Thank God that passed."
Meanwhile, the I.R.S. wants us to shout, shout, let it all out. What we want them to do is shut, shut, shut it all up. Henry explains to Betty that they're in a bit of a pickle, because the club owner won't give the band any more gigs with its current lead singer. Betty has another one of her brilliant ideas and tells Henry that he should sing -- he is apparently quite the karaoke maven. Henry isn't so sure. Betty thinks that the turnout is good, and Henry notes that they brought in twenty-nine people; if they make it to thirty, they get a cut of the door. On cue, Daniel walks in, and for his trouble will get a free I.R.S. mousepad. As Henry runs off to get it, Betty explains to Daniel that Henry's trying to make extra money for when the baby comes. Oh, the baby. Daniel asks if he can give Henry $20 and leave, but that doesn't fly with ol' Sergeant Monobrow, who tells him to settle in and enjoy the Beer Hole.