Wili's prepping/pep-talking Connor for their meeting with the weird Germans, and tells him to flirt with her -- because Connor has literally no personality beyond being hot, have you noticed that? -- and he's like, "I can't just flirt with people," and yes he can we've seen it, and Wili's like, "Do you mean I'm special?" And yes, he does, so they fuck, which means when the weird Germans get there she's not available, so Marc panics and yells French at them and they become friends. Maybe the Germans are French. Maybe these are different people altogether -- no, Collette is a French name, so they're a Franco-German company. Which is scary, if that's even true, but I can't tell and maybe made it up during one of the fifty times this exact same fucking scene happens in this episode. If you honestly think it matters, congratulations: you officially care more than this show does.
Betty swings by the hospital to see if her father has survived the battery of routine noninvasive tests that are performed every day in this cardiologist's office, and her dad is gone. Just wandered the fuck out into the street. Which is, for me, ideal because he's horrible, but Betty has to throw a big fucking weird-out, and then immediately call Hilda so she can bitch and moan about it and they can both look like total idiots.
In a half-assed attempt at a sudden B plot, two-thirds of the way through the episode, Marc is charming the Teuto-Gallic Trio and being awesome and charming the shit out of all three of them, and Wili runs in and makes an ass of herself, throwing Marc under the bus in such a lame, hamfisted way that it's completely unbelievable: "I had no idea you were here, which is particularly tragic since I specifically told my assistant to call me as soon as you all arrived. This is... beginning to be a problem. So if it happens again, it'll be back to spritzing perfume at the makeup counter. That will be all, Marc," she says. "Nice to look at, but you could sit a Picasso behind his desk to do the same job," she says.