MLP: "There's something about her that's very immature and there's something about her that... Really, she needs something punitive. She needs a little bit of abuse, and I think part of that is her inner guilt, and part of that is her true helplessness. Part of that is there's something kinky about her... I wanted it to go as far as it could, because I felt like she was depleted at that point and she really needed something, needed to feel something."
So yeah, it's hot, but nobody's things come from nowhere and that's always interesting. The surprise parties people will invite you to. In this case it's violent, two-sided, there's a locked door and him standing behind her, but she's already smiling. He pulls her hair and she melts, and before you know it he's spanking her with his belt, and then there's fucking. Some clawing, at each other's faces, some biting. They are not, as they say, tumblin' gently against each other. They're not puppies, they're lions.
But it gets sweeter as it goes on. Once they're done, and it takes a while, she does the cutest thing: She takes the watch off his wrist and slides it up onto her bicep, to check the time. He likes it too; he kisses her shoulder again. His cousin might buy Cesar's car. She might want to stay here.
Doug, high, sees the face of Jesus in one of the cabinet doors. Andy, high, thinks maybe the Holy Spirit was actually movin' through him: "Those words that I said, I don't know where they came from. Maybe I am Him. Capital H. Who's to say? Jesus was a Jew." Shane yells at him to keep his pastor costume clean, because of course he's lined up three more fake ceremonies for the morning. Silas, though, has once again been unable to lose that nagging human feeling, loves Simon, doesn't want to grift the people. Andy calls him "Antsy-Pants," which is too close if you're not going for the Nancy-Pants parallel, and we're not going for that here.