Chez Echolls. Logan enters to find Haaron cooking crab cakes for them. Logan says he'll enjoy them as his throat closes up and he shuffles off this mortal coil. You guys, I'm beginning to think Logan's a bit of a drama queen. That doesn't usually go hand-in-hand with "obligatory psychotic jackass." Yes, yes, opera singers. Anyway, the belabored point is that Logan's allergic to shellfish. Haaron hits his head all "Aw, shucks," although whether he's upset at his faulty memory or at the foiling of his plan is open to interpretation. Logan lights into his dad, causing Haaron to claim that he knows plenty about Logan. I'm not sure that being aware of the exact sound leather makes against your son's skin is something for the annals of good parenting, but I don't have kids. Logan asks Haaron when Logan's birthday is. Haaron guesses February, and Logan snarks that he got a vowel right. Haaron grabs Logan and starts to lose his temper, but visibly restrains himself, and says that he's trying, and that he's committed to the family. And "committed" is certainly a word that this family could use more of. Logan says his time is limited, because on his eighteenth birthday, "whenever that is" (hee), his inheritance from Lynn comes through, and he's out of there on Vladimir. Er, "like Vladimir." Yeah.
Veronica goes to see Carrie, who's working the counter at what seems to be a dessert place. Hmm, I thought Carrie was an 09er. She asks if Carrie saw her, and Carrie, with a neutral-to-somewhat-bitchy smile, says she did. In flashback, a male figure is on top of Veronica. She takes off his wifebeater, and he removes her underwear. They are going at it hot and heavy. Carrie, with a big drink in her hand, disgustedly tells them to shut the door next time. Good thing Carrie had that drink, because anyone would need one to watch that scene, considering the participants. Oh, did I not mention who the guy was? Well, if it looks like a donut, and smells like a donut, know what it is? Well, it just might be incest. It's also definitely time to throw up again during the commercials. Three for three!
Boy, the milk of magnesia companies sure missed a golden opportunity to advertise during this episode.