Out walks Hilda, who was at Meade to make a few color copies for her salon and steal office supplies while she's at it. Her fliers announce "Hilda's Beautilities: I Give Good Hair." This reminds me of a pet salon in a neighboring town that's called "Doggie Style." Class-ay! Hilda has a good feeling about her new salon, due in part to the fact that she's getting a slightly damaged shampoo sink from a burned-down beauty school. Truly, it's fate. Betty reminds her that Henry and his Time-Life books will be over to install the sink later on. Hilda still has to get the sink home, and asks if Betty's little van-owning friend Gio would be able to transport it. Betty says he'll be happy to. Hmm, who knew they were so close?
Wili, meanwhile, has had no luck with her investors. Apparently, they told her that she has an image problem. Medusa X? An image problem? No! How has she not been arrested for that, by the way? The usually supportive Marc notes that she has had some bad press, and that he doesn't know how to put a positive spin on the fact that she was fired and pushed into her fiancé's grave. Wili thinks that they're screwed, but Marc says that in the media age, in which Britney's bald vag is all over the world in minutes, Wili's image can be changed. He tells her he'll make her into Mother Teresa with better boobs. The poor and needy love good boobs.
Gio delivers the shampoo sink to Casa de Suarez, and he tells Betty that she only calls him when she needs something. She explains that she hasn't been down to the deli lately because Gio likes to announce her entrance by saying, "There she is! The eater." Gio thinks it's cute. But Gio's opinion of Henry isn't so high. He thinks Henry's boring, and Betty's tales of Saturday night sundae night don't sway him. If Gio only had four months left with the girl he loved, then every night would be a chance to make a memory. And if there were any ice cream involved, he'd eat it off of her stomach. He goes on about Montauk and beaches and wine and fire escapes and the Blue Note and dancing and holding a woman and feeling breath on your neck. Hooo! Hilda and Betty both get a little stirred in the loins and are jarred out of it only when some dance music comes on. Gio grabs Betty and spins her around, causing Hilda to say they look good together. As Betty goes backwards for a dip, she sees Henry, who sternly agrees. Commercials.