Wili gets a funny look, and we hear a funny, squeezing, crackling sound accompanied by the smell of burnt toast. Because word has it in Modeville, from those fierce and fey, that Wili's black heart grew three sizes that day! Not so her feet, which would have been a more fitting punishment and most likely been a dealbreaker for Bradford. She wistfully sits on the edge of a table as sax music and the dulcet sounds of -- hey! That's Vanessa Williams singing! -- "The Way We Were" lead us into a "Best of Marc N' Wili" montage. He injects her with Botox. He rubs her feet as she giggles like a schoolgirl being pleasured for the first time. He waves a spring roll in front of her mouth when she has succumbed to temporary blindness. He dresses up like Betty, and she scolds him but secretly likes it. He crashes into a glass cabinet like so many disoriented birds. She punches him. Twice. Hard. And he knocks her down some stairs. Ah, the good times. She exits this reverie with a guilty look, then goes on with her day.
Back at Casa de Suarez, Justin is freaking out. Well, that's a nice change from Hilda freaking out. He has to go on in two hours and he has lost his ability to snap. "What kind of gang member can't snap?" he asks. The ones who use tiny whistles to summon their bitches? She tells him to relax, and that she made him a pizza bagel. Justin asks if Angela Lansbury ate a pizza bagel before she opened in Sweeney Todd. If she did, it was likely topped with pterodactyl sausage and grubs. Hilda gives the bagel, which is suspiciously devoid of any pizza-like toppings, to Santos. Santos, who is all of a sudden awesome, tells Justin that he's going to do great. Justin asks if he'll be there, and Santos says he wouldn't miss it. You know, unless in a dramatic twist he was SHOT or something. Whoo. Calm down, Potes, it's just a show. Santos then tells Justin that spitting on his fingers will help him snap. And it does! There is smiling and snapping and smiling and snapping and more smiling and snapping. And you know as well as I do that nothing good can come of that much smiling and snapping.