Meanwhile, the paintball teams have suited up at Mode. It's a fight to the death, and the captain of the winning team takes control of Meade. Amanda, on Daniel's team of course, tells Nick he's going to taste the wrath of Halston's vengeance. Having seen Halston, I'm guessing his wrath would taste like old dog farts.
We cut back to our favorite lovebirds. Sadly, the ice cream sundae in a cone made of Henry's abs is a bit of a disaster. Henry asks how it's better than the night he planned, and Betty says she just wanted to try something different. She wonders why they're sitting at home, when they could be "out there" "dancing" "or something." Betty tells Henry that she wants them to have memories. He says if that's what she really wants, they'll go dancing. Everyone needs memories to file away in the "embarrassing moments" corner of her mind, I guess.
Back at Mode, we learn that the paintball field is closed due to rain. But no matter, says Alexis, the game is still on. Her team gets an early disadvantage as she has to shoot Kenny herself after he raps, "She's Alexis, big as Texas, she knows what it's like to be both sexes." Heh. Game on, in the Mode offices. Those poor cleaning people.
Meanwhile, Wili and Marc leave their latest meeting, assured that by this time next week, they'll have funding for Slater. Wili sends Marc upstairs to get her umbrella and tells him she'll meet him at the restaurant. As an elderly woman WITH A VERY DISTINCTIVE VOICE (YEEE!!!!) wearing a plastic raincoat opens the door to a cab, Wili swoops right in and steals it. The woman protests and calls Wili rude. Wili notes the plasticwear, and says she's Wilhelmina Slater and she doesn't get wet. She slams the door shut, with the woman's hand still attached. The cab starts to drive off but has to slow down when it becomes evident that grandma's hand is caught in the door. Wili opens the door and throws a bunch of bills as the woman falls back on the street. Two gay passersby and their little Yorkie stop and realize that yes, it's BETTY WHITE, BITCHES!!! Betty White says, "Yes it's Betty White, jackass. I'm on the ground here! Call 911!" Turns out 911 has already been contacted. Thank God these guys didn't get overexcited and dial 1-800-PET-MEDS instead. But, more importantly, these gentlemen recorded the whole incident on their phones. They tell Betty that she's their favorite Golden Girl. Hey, mine too! They ask for a picture. Betty's in pain, but what else is she going to do while she waits for the ambulance? As Betty White has flashbacks of the time Rue McClanahan "accidentally" pushed her down the stairs and put razor blades in the cheesecake, we head to commercials.
When we return, we're in da club, which features a lot of red lights and flaming drinks. Hilda and Gio are happy to see Henry and Betty come in, and Gio orders a round of Flaming Pelicans. Henry wants a club soda, but Betty thinks a drink will loosen Henry up, and then Gio can show him some fancy dance moves. But Henry, much like Phil Collins, can't dance. They sit one out as Hilda and Gio take the floor.