Conrad opens the front door to find Keshisyan, a menacing bald guy with a pink bakery box. Conrad is not too friendly, and rightly so, as Keshisyan says that it's baklava, to say hello, and goodbye. Conrad guesses that Keshisyan doesn't like black people, but apparently that's not so -- he loves the music, and the fried foods. But he knows what they're doing in there, and he's not having it. All day, he watched trucks pulling up to the house. He figured he'd see a ping pong table being unloaded, or a recliner and a flat-screen TV. Instead, they were all boxes -- Victor's boxes. Conrad's face closes as Keshisyan says he knows what they're doing in there, and they need to get out, because the next time Keshisyan comes by, he won't be holding pastries, and neither will his brothers and cousins. He tells Conrad to let Victor know Keshisyan says hello. He also recommends the baklava with walnuts. I don't actually think Conrad's all that hungry right now.
Back inside, Conrad relays Keshisyan's message to Victor, throwing the box at his feet. Victor tells his guys to knock off their work, explaining that Keshisyan's the Armenian power, their competition. But Lacy isn't worried, suggesting that they should send him cookies: "Scare the shit out of him." Conrad feels that Nancy isn't getting it, and that they have problems. She replies that there are always problems, and that there are always solutions. She tells Victor, with a pat on his cheek, to keep working. Working hard to control his temper, Conrad tightly asks Lacy if he can speak to Nancy. Unfortunately, Nancy has to go home; Conrad can talk to her tomorrow. Yeah, I wouldn't give him the whole night to work on his speech if I were Nancy. Or even if I were Lacy.
Nancy pulls into her driveway to see Megan and Silas waiting at the curb. They get up when they see her, and Silas hesitates but a moment before telling her that Megan's pregnant, and that they intend to keep the baby. Nancy hasn't had a moment to digest this news before her supposed suitor rolls by on his Segway. Nancy waves back to him, looking like she might like to hitch a ride on that Segway and into someone else's life.