Back at Hearst, Veronica points out that Max just handed over a large amount of cash but has no guarantee that he'll see Cheliondy again. But oh, look! They're at Max's door and his mail-order hooker has arrived! Now, do you think they used Fed-Sex for that? Cheliondy stands up next to her pile of belongings and gives Max a scared but hopeful smile. Max rushes to hug her, and for some reason Veronica doesn't look thrilled that it all worked out. Maybe it's because our girl is wise beyond her years and knows that an ex-hooker and a strait-laced guy only find happiness when he has millions of dollars and a fear of heights.
Later, in the caf, Veronica sits with Cheliondy while Max gets food and keeps throwing little waves back at their table. Veronica notes that Max is a smitten kitten, and asks what the secret is to making a guy fall for her like that. So, now Veronica is seeking relationship advice from an ex-hooker? "Dumb luck," Cheliondy decides. "And interesting lingerie. Never underestimate the power of lingerie." Yeah, the power to make me scratch uncomfortably in the most unladylike places. Weevil strides over to Veronica, announcing, "You're never going to guess what someone tried to flush down the commode in the faculty room." Why does it strike me as bizarre that Weevil says "commode" instead of "toilet" or "john"? It's like he's suddenly Victorian. But we never get to find out what was flushed (dammit), because Weevil suddenly recognizes Cheliondy from somewhere. Trying to head off disaster, Veronica firmly introduces Cheliondy as "Wendy." Weevil ignores her and announces, "Fiona, right?," just as Max walks up. Weevil realizes that Cheliondy used to dance at The Electric Lady, where his buddy was a bouncer. Cheliondy tries to tell Weevil that he's thinking of someone else, but Weevil blunderingly insists that she has a red dragon tattoo on her left cheek. And we know he doesn't mean her face. Cheliondy doesn't know what to say. "WEEVIL!" Veronica barks, "You have the wrong girl." Weevil still wants to protest, but Veronica gives him an obvious stare-down. Weevil turns to look at Max and then back at Veronica, who nods. Suddenly, but way too late, Weevil catches on and realizes that he was thinking of someone else. He apologizes, and leaves, giving Max and his two whipped-topped frappuccinos a sidelong glance. Veronica looks at the happy hooker couple with concern.