Predictably, everybody waiting at Archie Rodriguez's office, which is like a thousand people for some reason, are all reading the Fashion Storm issue. Hilda is wearing a gorgeous cropped black leather jacket which does not distract Archie's secretary from identifying Betty as Tornado Girl, and whatever finally he comes out into the waiting room and they descend on him screaming, for no reason because this has nothing to do with him and everything to do with Hilda's sense of entitlement, so he's just kind of bemused while she accuses him of the nothing he did wrong, and storms off after yelling for awhile, and then Betty's like, "Her life is unbelievably shitty and this is the only good thing that has happened to her, ever. Fix it." And those puppydogs of hers are powerful juju, so you know he will. He's got some pretty good ones of his own after they leave. Dude, when did Ralph Macchio get hot? Maybe he's from that Ryan Seacrest species of person where puberty doesn't even start until fifty. Man what a whirlwind that will be. Ralph Macchio, I'm so proud of your changing body!
Betty gets snatched from the Mode hallway by a mysterious person, who is Marc. By the light of the copier, he says strange things. "Powerful forces are arrayed against you," he says, and "Things are not what they seem," and "Not all birds fly south in the winter," but she's not feeling him so he finally flips the lights on: "For God's sake, Betty, I'm not going to jeopardize my job by spelling it out. Go talk to Phil at the loading dock." He turns the lights off again and whispers awesomely, "He knoooooooows."
It's ever so noir. Phil's not talking, so she bugs him and bugs him -- "You're like a gnat with glasses!" -- but when she says she can spend all day there not reading hatemail from the Daughters of Kansas, he admits she got a raw deal. "You're a pain in my ass, but you don't deserve this." He pulls her to a secret nook -- all this whispering! -- and tells her the call from Daniel wasn't to hold the order, but to ship it.