Back in the Mode closet, Marc is now resplendent in a glittery red number, trying to get Amanda to keep up with him: "If I keep doing it by myself then I'm just a freak." Amanda, still in the same dress as before, says that she's too depressed now. Oh, a sad drunk. Downer. Marc snuggles in next to her and tries to cheer her up by telling her secrets: "Betty makes fifty dollars a week less than I do." Amanda already knew that. Marc swigs from the champagne bottle and tries again: "Joelle from Styles got knocked up. No idea who the father is." "Eh," Amanda responds. So Marc brings out the big guns: "I think Wilhelmina's a lesbian! A BIG one!" In support of this theory, he says that Wil's always getting calls from some woman on her cell phone, and kicking Marc out when the calls come in: "And we're like this. She even had me bring her her diaphragm at the Plaza when she was sleeping with that guy from Texas-- oh wait, there goes my lesbian theory." But they still want to know who the mystery woman is.

Back at Bradford's brunch, Hunter is showing off yet another skill, which is that of chiropractor. He nearly twists the Tech Wiz editor's head clean off, causing his neck pain to vanish. Daniel's about to do the same, as he throws his napkin down on his plate and gets ready to pout on out of there. Salma tells Hunter that they should go dancing now, but Hunter balks: "You know I can't dance." And suddenly Daniel's not going anywhere. "I can dance," he volunteers. "I'm good at dancing. I love dancing. I think the three of us should go dancing." Salma loves the idea, and it looks like a reluctant Hunter is overruled.

Leah the Lawyer is on her way out of Casa Suarez. At the front door, she tells Hilda and Ignacio, "If you need me, I'll be eating a turkey sandwich at my office, getting your papers ready to file for your Green Card." Hilda hands over the envelope as Leah boasts, "I have never lost a single case yet." That's too much for Betty, who bounds up from her spot on the sofa next to Walter and gets right up in Leah's face -- or, more accurately, her collarbone -- as she brings up Donna from earlier. Hilda's mortified by this outburst, but Betty won't let it drop. Until Leah smoothly explains that she quit that case when she realized that Donna was an alcoholic who was endangering her children, and that the money she took was only enough to cover the cost of filing the papers. Embarrassed, Betty whispers that she didn't know that, and galumphs off with a whispered apology. Leah tries to give the envelope back to Hilda and Ignacio, saying that maybe they should find a lawyer Betty's more comfortable with. But Ignacio and Hilda are so frantic to smooth things over with Leah that they invite her to come back for dinner later. Leah smiles, tucks the envelope in her purse, and accepts. Good to know we'll be seeing her again soon.