Later, Bradford visits Fey's tomb, which looks like a pneumatic tube inside Mode's offices. It seriously looks like somewhere you'd store your cryogenically frozen body until the time came for you to reappear in the future. It's doubly amusing that it appears to be IN the Mode offices. I love the idea that Fey's finally resting place is stuck between the conference room and the vending machines. Bradford gazes down at Fey's coffin, and puts a rose on it gently. He looks up just in time to see Fey in the flesh looking at him from the doorway of the tomb. She races off, and he gives chase, all the way into the phoniest looking graveyard ever. It's hilarious in its fakeness. It makes the Haunted House ride at Disneyland look like stark realism. Speaking of start realism, Bradford does not catch Fey.
The Rack. Betty is just staring at the check from Wil, as Christina explains to those of us who just suffered a major head injury that this is Wil's way of getting to Daniel. I feel like I am supposed to like Christina way more than I actually do. For some reason, I don't ever feel sympathetic toward her in the way that I toward for almost everyone else on this show. Anyway, Betty notes this check could be the answer to all her problems. "That's what they say in the movies. Then they have to kill someone. Or sleep with them. Or both," Christina points out. Betty is all, but what about my Dad? But Christina is bored with Betty's check, and her mother's picture, and her father's imminent deportation. She just wants Betty to get hammered, she says, as she pounds her boilermaker. Betty turns to the bartender and says, "I'll have what she's having." Someone said on the boards, and I agree with this, that you take your girlfriend out and get her plastered when she gets fired or dumped. When her dad is getting deported and her mother had a secret first husband, you listen to her talk about it at length. Christina? Kinda selfish.
Wil's Apartment of Great Sterility. Nico is raiding the fridge, when Wil -- working late on a piece for the Must issue about fur, and sporting a great up-do -- catches her. Five bucks says Daniel -- no, wait. I am better than that "fur pie" joke I was about to make. Let's just say that when Daniel stays up late, I imagine it is not working on the magazine. Nico, of course, launches into a long speech about the evils of fur. She's still bitter that Wil bought her a fur for her eleventh birthday (thinking it was her tenth, no less), forced her to model it, and then missed the shoot for dinner with Oscar de la Renta. Wil shrugs that someone had to convince him that "fishnets are only used for stockings." And listen, that's a pretty good point. She then informs her daughter that the whole shoplifting scheme was really amateur-hour. When she was fifteen, she was having an inappropriate affair with Mikhail Baryshnikov. "Now that is acting out," Wil announces, and tells her wayward offspring to misbehave all she likes. She certainly did, until the day she finally realized that being away from home and family makes you stronger, and teaches you the important truth that the only person you can really count on is yourself. "It's the greatest lesson the Senator ever taught me," Wil reflects, and then tells Nico to get ready to leave for Paris the next day.